Lets Read
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7,275 appearances
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1 series
first heard Jul 2026
last heard 15 Sep
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By nineteen eighty four, I was working out of Denver with a guy named Steve Hayway.
Now, it was a lot of the same crap, different day, but every so often, because of our reputations as former cops, we get a real doozy landing on our desks.
We got a call from a man looking for his brother who'd vanished just over a year ago.
The brother, a guy named Joseph, had been a quiet, hard working family man for the majority of his adult life.
But then in the spring of nineteen eighty three, he just up and walked out of his whole life one day, right out of the blue.
The only thing he left was a note, scrawled in pencil like he was mad when he wrote it saying, Sell the house, exclamation point, sell the kids.
I'm not coming back.
Now, since no one knew for sure who the note's true author was and since Joe's behavior was so incredibly unusual, two agents from the state's missing persons unit spent two weeks looking for him all over the state.
When they found him living down in Bent County, near a place called Los Animas, he very angrily told them to leave, saying that he was done with his old life and was never going back to it.
There obviously wasn't much the cops could do, so Joe's brother drove out there as soon as he could.
But when he arrived, Joe was packed up and gone.
Now by the time he became a client, it had been almost a full year since he and Joe last spoke, and he was willing to pay top dollar to know if Joe was alive and if so, what condition he was in.
I volunteered to work the case alone because to me it made no sense to have both me and Stevie head out on some wild goose chase.
Now I know that might sound cruel, but it's just about as accurate a description as I can manage.
Joe was a wild goose.
He didn't want to be found, meaning that he could have been just about anywhere, having long since departed the state of Colorado.
The only leads that we had were his presence around Los Animas and a storage container full of his stuff.
So having learned what kind of man he was, I drove down to Bent County to try and get a sense of the man that Joe had become.
Los Animos is a small town in the southern plain, and if the legends are to be believed,
It was named after a group of doomed conquistadors who died without receiving the last rites.
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