I followed the missing McStay family for several years before they were found. Mother, father, and two little boys, living an ordinary life, until poof, one day they just weren't there. The early police investigation mucked it up, and it wasn't clear if they had left, or come to some harm. The police, unhelpfully, said that either something very good, or very bad, had happened to the family. There were numerous sightings, and I remember studying some photos of such, trying to decide....
I thought that mystery would never be solved. I hoped that they had just taken off for some reason. (Both adults had complications in their pasts)
I remember what I was doing when four skeletons found in the desert were confirmed to be theirs. (I was late for my cello lesson, pouring over reports, and my teacher did not want to hear about the McStays)
One of the father's employees was later convicted of beating them to death, in their own home. He had a gambling problem, and stole from them. He also apparently hated the mother, who was not fooled by him.
I, with many others, had tried to read the clues. A dirty nappy left out, eggs on the bench, nothing bur fur coats in the lady's wardrobe-did that mean they had taken off? The popcorn on the futon, and the missing futon cover-what did it mean?
In that case, sadly, it probably meant the little boys were snacking just before the attack. The prosecution postulated that the futon cover had been used to help transport the bodies.
It seemed impossible, if not highly unlikely, that one person was able to kill four others, and moved their bodies, and clean up the scene, without help. But this unsophisticated, disorganised lowlife did exactly that.
I so hope we find out soon where William is. And then what happened. (I'm even willing to be late to another lesson and wear it!)
Fingers crossed for this week!