Vanessa Richardson

He snuck into the tent and quietly opened boxes of fast food, allowing the aroma to waft and wake the wives. Wanda and Elizabeth ransacked through the bags of stolen snacks. Over the moon that her man actually provided for her, Wanda uncorked a bottle of wine and raised a toast. Mitchell beamed.

He snuck into the tent and quietly opened boxes of fast food, allowing the aroma to waft and wake the wives. Wanda and Elizabeth ransacked through the bags of stolen snacks. Over the moon that her man actually provided for her, Wanda uncorked a bottle of wine and raised a toast. Mitchell beamed.

He told the wives that Christ's true disciples recognized him as their prophet and handed him money, food, whatever he said he needed. In this case, that even included a bucket of fried chicken. Mitchell poured himself a hefty glass of wine. He ripped a biscuit into three pieces and recited the prayer for the sacrament. Once he'd gulped his booze down, he passed it to Wanda.

He told the wives that Christ's true disciples recognized him as their prophet and handed him money, food, whatever he said he needed. In this case, that even included a bucket of fried chicken. Mitchell poured himself a hefty glass of wine. He ripped a biscuit into three pieces and recited the prayer for the sacrament. Once he'd gulped his booze down, he passed it to Wanda.

She partook and gave the glass to Elizabeth. At first, the hostage refused the alcohol, but Mitchell insisted she drink it. Wanda, too, urged her sister wife to chug it down. When Elizabeth refused again, Mitchell threw a fit. He marched over to Elizabeth and said if she didn't drink at all, right then and there, she wouldn't get any food. But she was starving. She needed to eat.

She partook and gave the glass to Elizabeth. At first, the hostage refused the alcohol, but Mitchell insisted she drink it. Wanda, too, urged her sister wife to chug it down. When Elizabeth refused again, Mitchell threw a fit. He marched over to Elizabeth and said if she didn't drink at all, right then and there, she wouldn't get any food. But she was starving. She needed to eat.

And though she had never touched alcohol before, she took a small sip. But Mitchell insisted she drink more. He pinned her down and forced the wine down her throat. He filled another glass and repeated the torture. After Elizabeth swallowed every last drop, Mitchell tossed her a bucket of fried chicken. She hadn't eaten in close to two weeks.

And though she had never touched alcohol before, she took a small sip. But Mitchell insisted she drink more. He pinned her down and forced the wine down her throat. He filled another glass and repeated the torture. After Elizabeth swallowed every last drop, Mitchell tossed her a bucket of fried chicken. She hadn't eaten in close to two weeks.

Binging on biscuits and oily meat, Elizabeth thought she might throw up, but she couldn't stop herself. She was ravenous. Meanwhile, Wanda and Mitchell devoured their food, too. All the while, they laughed at Elizabeth. When she finally stopped eating, Mitchell made her wash everything down with more booze. The captors noticed she might be sick, so they tossed a metal bowl in her direction.

Binging on biscuits and oily meat, Elizabeth thought she might throw up, but she couldn't stop herself. She was ravenous. Meanwhile, Wanda and Mitchell devoured their food, too. All the while, they laughed at Elizabeth. When she finally stopped eating, Mitchell made her wash everything down with more booze. The captors noticed she might be sick, so they tossed a metal bowl in her direction.

But Elizabeth was too drunk to aim. She threw up violently, then passed out. The fact that she was unconscious was no deterrent for Mitchell. Again, he raped her. The next morning, Elizabeth woke disoriented. Her hair was crusted with vomit, and her spirit was broken. If only she could send some signal home. Down in Salt Lake City proper, a search was underway, but to no avail.

But Elizabeth was too drunk to aim. She threw up violently, then passed out. The fact that she was unconscious was no deterrent for Mitchell. Again, he raped her. The next morning, Elizabeth woke disoriented. Her hair was crusted with vomit, and her spirit was broken. If only she could send some signal home. Down in Salt Lake City proper, a search was underway, but to no avail.

It had been months since Elizabeth's abduction, and most of her family had given up hope. The one person who believed Elizabeth was still out there was her little sister, 10-year-old Mary Catherine. Mary Catherine had actually been awake when Elizabeth was taken. She'd pretended to be asleep because she was scared of the strange man in their room.

It had been months since Elizabeth's abduction, and most of her family had given up hope. The one person who believed Elizabeth was still out there was her little sister, 10-year-old Mary Catherine. Mary Catherine had actually been awake when Elizabeth was taken. She'd pretended to be asleep because she was scared of the strange man in their room.

She told her family she thought she remembered the kidnapper from some work he'd done on the house. She said it had to be the preacher from the street, Emmanuel. But when Mitchell worked for the Smarts, he was clean-shaven with short hair. He passed himself off as a legitimate preacher, and the composite drawings the police had worked up were based on that visual.

She told her family she thought she remembered the kidnapper from some work he'd done on the house. She said it had to be the preacher from the street, Emmanuel. But when Mitchell worked for the Smarts, he was clean-shaven with short hair. He passed himself off as a legitimate preacher, and the composite drawings the police had worked up were based on that visual.

Had the police considered Emmanuel at all, they'd be looking for the wrong man. Meanwhile, up at the mountain camp, Wanda continued Elizabeth's religious education. She recited their doctrine, the book of Immanuel David Isaiah, out loud for the girl to absorb. When she ran out of religious text, she read her journal aloud.

Had the police considered Emmanuel at all, they'd be looking for the wrong man. Meanwhile, up at the mountain camp, Wanda continued Elizabeth's religious education. She recited their doctrine, the book of Immanuel David Isaiah, out loud for the girl to absorb. When she ran out of religious text, she read her journal aloud.

Every second Wanda kept Elizabeth engaged was a second she didn't have to watch her husband prey on a lesser wife. But the longer they lived with Elizabeth, the more Wanda saw her as competition. Shackled to the trees, the child was never out of sight. She even slept between Wanda and her man. Wanda needed space, a change of scenery.

Every second Wanda kept Elizabeth engaged was a second she didn't have to watch her husband prey on a lesser wife. But the longer they lived with Elizabeth, the more Wanda saw her as competition. Shackled to the trees, the child was never out of sight. She even slept between Wanda and her man. Wanda needed space, a change of scenery.