Keith Morrison

Michelle O'Keefe had been in her grave going on six years.

For the living, it was one of those perfect fall days, make you want to live in L.A.

Crystal blue skies, afternoon temperature topping out at 69 or so.

When Mike O'Keefe met with Deputy D.A.

Robert Fultz, he could be forgiven for not reveling in the weather.

It was two weeks to the day after what would have been Michelle's 24th birthday.

In preparation for the meeting, Fultz had watched their PowerPoint presentation featuring all those edited clips of Jennings' statements.

They had everything very carefully kind of sifted down to what they felt was the important things to consider.

So they goosed it.

They goosed it.

I felt it was compelling.

Three weeks later, the day Michelle's family had been waiting for.

I decided that as problematic as the case was, it was not an impossible feat to get this case appropriately prosecuted.

So I filed it.

And the district attorney called me and said they were going to make an arrest.

We're ecstatic.

But in a case where nothing was exactly what it appeared to be, the man at the center of it all, Raymond Jennings, was nowhere near the Antelope Valley.

Jennings, the National Guardsman, was halfway around the world, serving his country in Iraq.

But all was not lost.

His hitch was up and in just a few weeks, soon he'd be back with his five children in the Antelope Valley, altogether unaware of what awaited him.