Robert Robertson

I'm sitting in a plastic chair inside the notorious Polunsky unit in West Livingston, Texas, death row.

Across from me, a man named Robert Robertson.

We got a lot to talk about.

Yes, sir.

He's a big guy, more than six feet, wearing a white prison jumpsuit.

We're so close, I could shake his hand, if not for the pain of plexiglass between us.

On October 16th, 2025, Robert is scheduled to die by lethal injection.

In 2003, a jury convicted Robert of murdering his two-year-old daughter, Nikki.

Prosecutors say the evidence is overwhelming.

Some in Nikki's family believe Robert's date with death is long overdue.

But a growing army is rallying behind Robert.

They believe he is innocent.

They argue his case urgently needs another look, now, before it's too late.

Let's take all this evidence, go back to the courtroom, go back to a jury, and let them decide.

As the days tick down to Robert's execution, I set off to East Texas.

I've never seen a picture of her like this.

Beautiful little girl.

I'm on the hunt for answers about what happened to Nikki all those years ago, learning critical information the jury never got to hear.

We're just fact-checking on a document that was discovered here.

Finding details that have never been reported.