When my family goes to sleep, I start clicking, combing through digitized phone books, school yearbooks, and Google Earth views of crime scenes: a bottomless pit of potential leads for the laptop investigator who now exists in the virtual world. — Michelle McNamara Copy Share Image
“One day soon, you’ll hear a car pull up to your curb, an engine cut out. You’ll hear footsteps coming up your front walk. Like they did for Edward Wayne Edwards, twenty-nine years after he killed Timothy Hack and Kelly Drew, in Sullivan, Wisconsin. Like they did for Kenneth Lee Hicks, thirty years after he killed Lori Billingsley, in Aloha,… — Michelle McNamara Copy Share
The lack of closure in an unsolved case seems to have a sharpening effect on those left behind; the details remain vivid to them… — Michelle McNamara Copy Share Image
I delve into cold cases by scouring the Internet for any digital crumbs authorities may have overlooked, then share my theories with the 8,000… — Michelle McNamara Copy Share Image
When my family goes to sleep, I start clicking, combing through digitized phone books, school yearbooks, and Google Earth views of crime scenes: a… — Michelle McNamara Copy Share Image
“Yet he was still out there blending in, a man whose ordinariness was his mask.” — Michelle McNamara Copy Share Image
“Kool and the Gang’s 'Celebration' wasn’t the soundtrack for my frame of mind.” — Michelle McNamara Copy Share Image
