Juju Chang

Once they realize that there's nobody in the home who needs help, this becomes more of a missing persons investigation, with the blood being a definite concern that something might have gone horribly wrong.

He took a step back and went back through the house again, trying to find those minute details.

The family safe is open.

And it wasn't damaged in any way.

I couldn't find any passports, no ID, no money left over in that safe.

So something was taken in a haste.

Interestingly, there were two wine glasses on the counter.

Isn't it a little weird that she'd be taking a bath right around lunchtime?

We've got a safe that appears to have been emptied, unprepared lunch, broken glass upstairs, blood upstairs, and two wine glasses.

We're also calling the coroner's office, the hospitals, friends and family, trying to find out, did somebody see them?

Has anybody heard from them?

We were also trying to see if their bank accounts were being used.

There was nothing that was alarming, nor did we get any information in regards to what our next clue should be or what direction we should take the investigation.

So as I went home for a quick sleep, came back early in the morning, I remember arriving at the gate shack around 5 a.m.

on the 11th.

We went the entire night with nothing.

We got no leads.

100 miles from the Chadwick's home at the San Diego Police Department, the 911 emergency line begins to ring.

It's 5.31 a.m.

on Thursday, October 11, 2012.