I try to step back and imagine what the key individuals were doing and expecting leading up to the moment of crimes like this.
Suzanne attempted to fix her bike on Thursday. Suzanne planned to attend a virtual wedding on Sunday. Suzanne planned to have her maintenance cancer treatment on Monday.
Suzanne didn't plan to die.
Barry was working. In and around the area. With MG. Barry planned to go to Broomfield with just MG. Barry came across some elk antlers he just had to have.
Swirling around that we have details.
The money business.... the marriage.... not hunky dory.... the girls being away.... the rescheduling of camping, the rescheduling of the Broomfield job. Coincidence?
So.... what did Suzanne plan to do while the girls were away? Did she see it as an opportune time to discuss hard things? Did Barry think it was an opportunity to strong arm Suzanne? Coerce her to stay if he feared she would leave? Convince her to sign documents she was suddenly unwilling to?
I sense desperation.
I think Friday night was a very bad night....
And Saturday worse.
If Suzanne was indeed alive on Saturday, messaging her friend, while Barry was in Salida with MG, Barry could've been desperate, panicked and raging...
Meanwhile, after what could have been the worst night ever, I can imagine sweet Suzanne keeping it to herself, not wanting to spoil the joy of her friend.... and just as easily, I can imagine a worked up, brute of a husband, who'd been controlling things for some time, arriving home TO MAKE HIS WIFE HAPPY, only to find her messaging away. THAT could've been his last straw, even angry -- because he might assume HE was the subject of their conversation, ripping her phone out of her hands. Or laptop. Or tablet. What happened next changed everything forever. She's petite. He's gorillian. The mere force of lunging for her device could've toppled her over backwards, wicked injury on a tile floor. Oh, Suzanne.....
If something such as that happened, you'd think a person would snap out of rage and call for help.... but how many times have we seen THAT? Zero. Oh, Suzanne, I would never hurt you.... so.... launch CYA....
Murder to cover up an injury, we've seen that before....
I love Suzanne. I loved Suzanne. I would never hurt her. I didn't mean to. I had to. No one knows the truth.
Oh, Suzanne.
It's starting to gel for me. Murder may not have been on his mind that morning. But an elk might've been. Bam. A plan begins to take shape....
Coolers, cleaning, cleaning up, chlorine.... a Bobcat, a mechanical thing, the Salida jobsite, the hours between midnight and 4 am, the hotel. The tools, the towels, the chlorine, the bed. The capstones, the dirt, the Bobcat...
The Cat.
They drag their prey up.... away ... they don't want....
Oh, finish that sentence, Barry. Because we want to know, where do predators drag their prey?
What'd you do with the elk?
That'd be my first question.
JMO