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- 2026-10-22 12:35
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Truck was reported stolen. Who Who's truck was this? It's my truck. It's your truck? Yeah. Okay. Do you have your ID? The ammunition on the passenger seat suggests that Isaiah might be carrying a weapon. There's a very good reason for Isaiah's odd behavior, one that Officer Alvarado will soon understand. As within minutes, Isaiah and his family will be at the center of a murder investigation with only one question left unsolved. Trying to figure out if this is his truck or not, cuz he's saying it is, but the person that called about him said that he stole the truck from another neighbor. No. No, that's his his and his grandfather's. He immediately asked for a lawyer. He was being accused of something he clearly didn't do. >> What's it going? How are you? Carmen. Carmen? You know me. You know me. You know me. >> You want me to just talk to you? Waiting for Sergeant Rodriguez are Carmen, Kelly, and Cassie, daughters of Richard Andrews, the missing elderly man. As he begins speaking to them, hoping to learn more about their father's disappearance, a familiar face steps out of the house. Officers are surprised to be speaking with Isaiah and his mother Cassie for the second time that day. Their priority right now is finding his grandfather, Richard. Everybody pressed me like I Well, it's okay. You're the You're the closest thing to to him to to him. >> Okay. >> And I told him I seen him last night. All right. I'm I'm not going No no need to get frustrated now. Herr heads steps away to drive to Richard's shop, but before he can go, Isaiah's mother would make a horrifying statement, one that would come back to haunt her. Get out of your car and come get my [music] kid. Put him in cuffs right now. Don't Don't say anything right now. We don't know. All right. Okay. >> [screaming] >> Is that Okay. Back up. Back up, please. Back up. Buried in a shallow grave in the front yard of his own shop lies the dead body of 75-year-old Richard Andrews.
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