Nancy Grace

You know, to Coco Crandall, I don't call it an accident because when you put your foot to the pedal and exceed 104 mph, that's no accident.

This is a crash.

Tell me.

What you know, Coco, about the night of the deadly crash that stole your friends from you.

Yeah, I remember getting a call that night saying, you know, don't freak out.

There's been an accident and we think it was Ash's car.

So I immediately drove down there.

I was like, they have no family.

All their family's out of out of state.

You know, they need someone.

And Bridget met me at the scene or as close to the scene as we could get.

But we just sat on the curb all night, not really knowing what was going on.

But then, you know, news broke.

And once we hadn't heard from them for a couple hours, because we were always in contact with our friends, we knew that something was wrong.

I'm just imagining you, Coco Crandall, sitting there on the curb.

And I've got to tell you, I've been to so many crime scenes and seen family and loved ones and best friends like you literally sitting on a curb because there's nowhere to go.

There's nowhere to sit.

And you just sit there kind of suspended in time and space, just waiting.

It's like everything comes to a standstill.

Everything seems to stop.