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ANNOUNCER: This program is about unsolved mysteries.

Whenever possible, the actual family members

and police officials have participated

in recreating the events.

What you are about to see is not a news broadcast.

ROBERT STACK: Douglas, Arizona, May, 1990.

Federal drug agents raid a successful local business

and uncover an elaborate drug smuggling operation,

a remarkable underground tunnel used to transport a fortune

in illegal drugs into America.

When she was 16, Patsy Summers fell in love

with a young soldier, got pregnant,

and then married another man.

Now Patsy's daughter, Jeannie Wagner,

needs your help to find the father she never met.

In 1982, Hilda Rochet had a romantic interlude with a man

she met in a singles bar.

A week later, she was found murdered execution style.

Police now believe that her mysterious suitor

may be a serial killer.

And a special appeal from the family of a baby boy

stricken with a baffling disease.

His mother is searching for her biological parents.

Perhaps they hold the key that can help cure her son.

Also an update in which an "Unsolved Mysteries" viewer

discovers that the man she is living with

is wanted for murder.

As a result of our broadcast, the case of Dennis DePue

is now closed.

[theme music]

For the past several years, the United

States government has embarked on a highly

publicized war on drugs.

Sadly, some experts and politicians

believe we might be losing that war due in part

to the extraordinary lengths that drug

smugglers are willing to go.

We're about to take you inside one of the most brazen

and elaborate drug smuggling operations that law enforcement

has ever encountered.

Douglas, Arizona is a sleepy border

town 97 miles south of Phoenix.

Just a stone's throw across a 6-foot-high chain-link

fence is the Mexican border town of Agua Prieta.

STEVE MINAS: The Douglas/Agua Prieta area

is one of the main conduits for cocaine

coming into the United States.

And for that reason, it's known as the cocaine alley.

ROBERT STACK: In the fall of 1988,

a Mexican national named Rafael Camarena

began to cross the border daily from Agua Prieta into Douglas.

Camarena had purchased a concrete mixing company

in Douglas and was struggling to make a go of his new business.

When he first bought the business,

things weren't going that well.

It wasn't successful.

[speaking spanish]

HELEN TRUJILLO: We were paid on Fridays.

And at times on Thursday, he'd be

saying something to the effect of, I have no money.

What am I going to do for payroll tomorrow?

Later, Mr. Camarena would come in and say,

hey, I took care of it.

Here's your paycheck.

He seemed relieved, like, whew, I took a load off.

ROBERT STACK: Within a few months,

Camarena had secured agreements to supply

concrete for many of the municipal construction

projects in Douglas.

GARY JAMES: When I had spoken to Mr. Camarena,

he had told me that he planned to be

here for a number of years.

He would check in on the business once or twice a day.

He'd spend a lot of time in Mexico,

I assume pursuing contracts over in Agua Prieta.

But yes, he was an on-hands type of business owner.

He could have opened up a business anywhere in the United

States of America.

ROBERT STACK: In 1989, Camarena constructed

a large warehouse in Douglas.

At the same time, just 200 feet away in Agua Prieta,

he built a four-bedroom ranch-style home.

The home, located in a wealthy area of Agua Prieta,

had all the amenities that come with success.

GARY JAMES: Mr. Camarena seemed to be a good husband

and a good father.

This gentleman was a type of person

that you would ask to join your local Lions Club.

He's the type of person that you would

want to be as your friend.

He was the type of person that you would enjoy

inviting over to your house.

[knocking]

ROBERT STACK: In reality, Camarena's entire life

was nothing but a devious facade created

to cover up a very lucrative and very illegal enterprise.

[speaking spanish]

ROBERT STACK: US customs officials received information

that Camarena was smuggling drugs

from his home in Agua Prieta across the border

to his warehouse in Douglas.

Incredibly, Camarena's business was

located one block away from the US customs headquarters.

STEVE MINAS: Early 1990, we initiated

24-hour surveillance of the Douglas Ready Mix company.

I think we've got something.

ROBERT STACK: Agents staked out Camarena's business

for over two months.

Yeah, it's Camarena, all right.

ROBERT STACK: They became suspicious of a flatbed truck

that arrived and departed from a new warehouse nearly every day.

STEVE MINAS: On one occasion, we followed the tractor trailer

rig from Douglas Ready Mix to a rural area

outside of Phoenix, Arizona.

ROBERT STACK: A special task force

comprised of US customs agents and other law enforcement

officers raided a farm where Camarena's truck had been seen.

US Customs with a search warrant.

ROBERT STACK: Agents seized over a ton of nearly pure cocaine,

street value over $100 million.

The cocaine had been transported inside a hidden compartment

beneath the truck's bed.

The raid confirmed that the drugs had

come from Camarena's warehouse.

But agents were baffled.

How would Camarena manage to smuggle drugs

into his warehouse, which was being watched around the clock

by federal agents just a block away?

STEVE MINAS: We began receiving bits and pieces of information

from a variety of sources concerning

the existence of a tunnel in the Douglas area.

ROBERT STACK: Two days later, agents from the United States

and Mexico launched simultaneous raids

on Camarena's warehouse in Douglas and his new home

in Agua Prieta.

Mexican authorities arrested two men

who claimed to be gardeners.

Camarena and his family had fled.

There was no visible evidence of a tunnel.

At the Douglas warehouse, US agents

at first found nothing unusual.

Then they came upon a large floor drain.

All right.

I think we got something here. Let's get the grate off.

We found about a 5 and 1/2 diameter shaft that

went 30 feet into the ground.

And at the bottom of the shaft, we found the tunnel itself.

ROBERT STACK: This is the actual tunnel

through which between 15 and 25 tons of cocaine

may have been smuggled.

STEVE MINAS: The execution was really very good.

The floor, the sidewalls, and the roof were all concrete.

The tunnel itself extended 200-plus feet into Mexico.

ROBERT STACK: When authorities uncovered the tunnels entrance

beneath Camarena's home, it became

clear that this was no ordinary drug smuggling operation.

It was something right out of a James Bond movie.

Hydraulic pedestals lifted the pool

table and a 2-ton section of concrete floor

to expose the entrance.

Huge amounts of drugs could be stored

below until they were ready to be moved across the border.

The drugs were transported on a specially designed cart.

At the Douglas end, a custom-made hoist

lifted the illegal cargo into the warehouse.

Workers packed the cocaine bricks into the false bottom

of the truck.

The contraband was driven out right under the noses

of US customs officials.

STEVE MINAS: Camarena's choice of a building supply company

and a cement company was very good in that it gave him access

to trucks that could be used to transport the narcotics

from the border area to distribution

points in the United States.

In my 18 years with the customs service,

this is one of the most amazing investigations

I've ever encountered.

The sophistication of the smugglers, the construction

of this tunnel itself just demonstrates to what extremes

these organizations will go to.

It just totally surprised me because here's a man that moved

$100 million of cocaine illegally into the United

States, and yet he was fined for every penny

that he made at Douglas Ready Mix.

Mr. Camarena didn't seem at all like a drug dealer.

He didn't dress like a drug dealer.

He didn't come across, personality-wise,

as a drug dealer.

He just seemed like a good family man.

[music playing]

ROBERT STACK: Recently, we featured

the case of 46-year-old Dennis DePue,

wanted by Michigan authorities for the brutal murder

of his ex-wife, Marilyn.

DePue was last seen on the day of the murder

driving his customized van.

At around 8:30 on the night of our broadcast,

a woman who asked that we call her Mary arrived at her home

outside Dallas, Texas.

Mary's boyfriend, Hank Queen, was already home.

MARY: His van was parked in the driveway, which

was out of the ordinary because he usually

kept it inside the garage.

Hi. Hi.

It's good you got that.

MARY: He told me that his mother was very ill

and then he needed was to make an emergency trip home.

--had a stroke.

And I'm gonna drive up-- could you make me some sandwiches

that I can take on the-- it's a really long drive.

MARY: I was sure that something else must really be going on,

but I didn't know what.

ROBERT STACK (ON TV): --find a man suspected of brutal murder

of his ex-wife.

MARY: He was getting clothes out of the closet,

clothes out of some drawers, gathering

up some of his personal items.

At the same time, giving me instructions

on preparing some food for him to take on the long trip.

- What do you want to drink? - I don't care.

Anything. DENNIS (ON TV): No!

Every time--

Sodas?

Cans of soda would be good.

DENNIS (ON TV): --everything.

He is coming with me!

Leave him alone! - Stop it!

You're making things terrible!

I hate you!

Aren't you gonna give me a hug?

DENNIS (ON TV): He just gave me a little peck of a kiss

and I gave him a big hug and said goodbye to him.

I realized that something was troubling him,

and I knew I would never see him again.

ROBERT STACK: Later that night, Mary

was shocked to learn that her boyfriend, Hank Queen,

was really Dennis DePue, and that he had just been featured

on "Unsolved Mysteries".

On Easter Sunday of last year, Dennis DePue

arrived at his ex-wife Marilyn's home to pick up their children

for a scheduled visit.

Dennis!

No, stop!

ROBERT STACK: Dennis erupted in a violent rage.

He accused Marilyn of destroying his life

and turning their children against him.

You're making things terrible!

I hate you!

ROBERT STACK: The next day, Marilyn DePue's body

was discovered in a roadside ditch nine miles from her home.

She had been shot once in the back of the head.

It It was so brutal and premeditated that it

makes you so angry.

If she had been killed in an automobile accident,

you could get over that, but not this.

ROBERT STACK: For nearly a year, Dennis DePue's

whereabouts remained a mystery until the night

of our broadcast.

MARY: Looking back on it now, I'm sure he was watching.

And I think that he was deliberately

keeping my attention distracted in the kitchen

so that I wouldn't see the segment

and so that he could leave.

A friend of Mary's called our telecenter

and provided authorities with a Texas license plate

number of Dennis DePue's van.

Four hours later, DePue's life came to a violent end

just across the Louisiana/Mississippi state

border.

When Louisiana state troopers spotted DePue's van,

they attempted to pull him over.

He led police on a 15-mile high-speed chase

and broke through two police barricades.

PAUL BARRETT: I told the deputies

if the van refused to stop to shoot a tire off

of it-- a front tire.

And they missed the front tire, but they got both back ones.

He traveled about half a mile and it just wouldn't

go any further and he stopped.

ROBERT STACK: After firing two shots through his windshield

at deputies and another through an open window,

DePue turned his gun on himself and took his own life.

It was a funny feeling to realize that, the night before,

that you had been watching this man,

that he was wanted for murder someplace

and then you walk up to the van and you

recognize him as being the person that

was on "Unsolved Mysteries".

It's a funny feeling.

But I think he intended to die whether he

had to do it by his own hands or where

he can get us to kill him.

Otherwise he would have stopped and we would've gotten him out

of the van alive and there never would've been the shots fired.

While living as a fugitive, Dennis DePue sent a chilling

letter to several friends trying to justify his ex-wife's death.

He wrote, "an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth,

a lie for a lie, a life for a life."

At the time, Dennis DePue had no idea just how

prophetic those words would be.

[music playing]

Jeannie Wagner was born in 1959 and to a

typical, blue-collar household.

Her father was a construction worker, her mother a secretary

at a doctor's office.

Jeannie was the first of three children

and enjoyed a healthy, normal childhood--

at least by outward appearances.

JEANNIE WAGNER: From a very early age

I felt very different and separated from my family.

I felt like I didn't look like anybody.

And for a while there, I thought,

well, maybe I was adopted.

And no one intentionally made me feel that way, I don't think,

but it was just a knowledge I had that was, I guess,

in my subconscious.

Consciously, it was a family, a normal family,

but there was something different.

Many families seem to have their share of untold tales,

dark, disturbing secrets that are hidden away,

buried and hopefully forgotten.

But occasionally these unpleasant ghosts

will rise once again with far-reaching consequences.

In El Paso, Texas, Jeannie Wagner recently discovered

her family's tragic secret, a secret which has led

Jeannie on an emotional journey through her mother's

painful past.

Jeannie's mother, Patsy Summers, was just

17 years old when she married.

She was shy, private, and had been raised in a strict home.

JEANNIE WAGNER: My mother was a very devoutly religious

Catholic, had perfect etiquette and was

very concerned about her image to other people.

But there was something within my mother

that prevented her from being a whole person.

There were times my mother was very happy, very carefree,

and so much fun to be with.

But then there were times where she was very, very sad.

ROBERT STACK: Even as a child, Jeannie

suspected that her mother was tormented

by some private demon.

In 1973, when Jeannie was 13, Patsy Summers

attempted to commit suicide by slitting her wrists.

Eight years later, Patsy entered a highway against traffic

and smashed head-on into an approaching car.

She died 10 days later.

[phone ringing]

Hello.

ROBERT STACK: Shortly after her mother's death,

Jeannie called her younger sister

and was dealt another startling blow.

Her sister had found a diary which revealed the source

of their mother's inner pain.

I think you'd better come over.

ROBERT STACK: The man Jeannie knew as her father

was not her father at all.

There's a diary of Mother's I want you to read.

When I read the diary, it was as if all of a sudden

all the things that had transpired in my life

and in my mother's life and in my life--

the family life that I had known--

everything all of a sudden made sense.

ROBERT STACK: In the diary, Patsy

had described the incredible predicament she had

gotten into when she was 17.

In 1958, Patsy Summers was living at home with her mother

and younger brother.

No, you've done enough today.

I'm gonna have your sister--

ROBERT STACK: She was an obedient daughter

who excelled in school and attended church regularly.

I'm gonna run along to the park, then, OK?

Did you do your homework?

Yeah, Mom, I did.

CAROL LAZENBERRY: Our mother had very high standards.

She came from a Catholic background.

And we had a very Catholic upbringing.

We went to parochial schools.

And our home was one where we went to church every Sunday.

And that was very, very important to our mother.

She set a good example, and she expected us to follow

the things that were right.

JEANNIE WAGNER: My mother had been going with a boy

off and on for about a year.

Her mother and her brothers and sister liked him a lot.

They thought he was very responsible and very polite

and he drove a nice car.

Back then that was real important.

And they had fought off and on through their relationship.

ROBERT STACK: The diary detailed how Patsy

had gone to a local park one day after an argument

with her boyfriend.

There she met a young enlisted man

stationed at nearby Fort Bliss.

His name was Duncan.

Hello.

Hi.

Do you mind if I sit down?

Thanks.

I'm Duncan.

I'm Patricia.

ROBERT STACK: Patsy was immediately

smitten by this handsome soldier who seemed so gentle

and understanding.

It's pretty here, isn't it?

Yeah.

I come here to think.

ROBERT STACK: Soon, they was seeing

each other on a regular basis.

Can I meet you here tomorrow?

JEANNIE WAGNER: My mother talked to him a lot

and confided in him.

And she thought of Duncan as a very kind person

and even stated that, of all the people that she had known,

that he was the kindest person she had ever met.

I'll see you tomorrow.

OK.

Bye-bye.

Bye.

ALL (SINGING): Happy birthday to you.

Happy birthday to--

ROBERT STACK: In August of 1958, Patsy Summers turned 17.

Duncan threw her a surprise birthday party,

inviting a small, select group of friends.

By now, Patsy was living a lie, keeping

her relationship with Duncan hidden from her boyfriend

and her family.

Patricia!

Mom.

Hi.

Oh, thank goodness.

I was worried sick.

What happened?

I'm sorry.

The bus-- the bus must've got there a little bit early.

I was just a little bit late.

I won't let it happen again, Mom.

All right. You all right?

ROBERT STACK: Patsy and Duncan continued

their secret liaisons throughout the summer and into the fall.

The name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

ROBERT STACK: In October, Patsy panicked when she discovered

that she was pregnant.

--little five year olds start to dig in--

ROBERT STACK: Her boyfriend believed

that he was the father.

JEANNIE WAGNER: I think she was consumed with fear.

Fear that her family would think badly of her.

It was her belief that it was just unforgivable,

and she never wanted to disappoint her mother.

Her mother was very important to her.

And she says that there was no way

I could ever tell my mother, in a million years, my problem.

ROBERT STACK: Patsy was forced to make

an excruciating decision.

Duncan had accepted full responsibility

for the pregnancy and wanted to marry her.

But Patsy opted for pleasing her family.

Hi.

Hi, Patsy.

There's something I want to talk to you about.

Sure, anything.

I've come to a decision.

Patsy, what is it?

Don't be upset, but we can't see each other anymore.

CAROL LAZENBERRY: She didn't feel that she could change

some things that were already set in motion, which were

that she was to be married and she

was to be married to someone that was known

and accepted by her family.

Given the times and also given the kind of religious training

that we had, I can see how she made the choice she has.

ROBERT STACK: The pain of Patsy's dilemma

was exposed in a diary entry.

PATSY: "I had to do it.

I had to please my mother.

That was the most important thing in the world.

There was no other way."

Do you, Patricia Ann Summers, take this man

to be your lawfully wedded husband to have and to hold,

to love and to honor--

ROBERT STACK: On November 11, 1958, Patsy and her boyfriend

were married.

--for as long as you both shall live?

ROBERT STACK: Only the two of them

knew the Patsy was pregnant.

By the power vested in me--

ROBERT STACK: Only Patsy knew who the real father was.

You may kiss the bride.

CAROL LAZENBERRY: No one suspected a pregnancy.

No one.

It was just a wedding, and it was lovely.

The night that my sister went into labor,

she said to me, tell Mother I'm sorry.

And what I realized was that she had been pregnant before she

was married, but I certainly didn't realize that it

went any further than that.

ROBERT STACK: Jeannie was born seven months after the wedding.

In her diary, Patsy had described

how she prayed for a child with blue eyes

like those of her new husband.

Patsy received her wish.

JEANNIE WAGNER: My firm belief is

that secrets only cause people harm

and cause a lot of suffering.

And that's why, for me, the truth has to come out,

and I have to know who Duncan is.

The night that Jeannie's story aired,

a woman named Suzanne Gilmore was

watching our broadcast at her home

in Lake Wiley, South Carolina.

At the time, Suzanne's husband, Duncan, was fast asleep.

Jeannie's mother had written in her diary

that he was the sweetest, kindest person

that she had ever met.

I just said, that's my Duncan.

I knew that it was my Duncan.

And the next thing I knew, my wife woke me up

and she said, were you ever stationed in El Paso, Texas

at Fort Bliss when you were in the army?

And I said, yeah.

She said, were you there in 1958?

And I said, yeah, I was there in 1958.

And she said, did you ever know a Patsy Summers?

And I said, yeah, I knew Patsy Summers.

Did you sleep with her?

And he said, what? What?

What?

He just kind of came awake.

And I said, it's very important.

Did you sleep with her?

And he said--

Well, yeah.

She said, congratulations, you have a daughter,

and she's looking for you.

And he just came awake like a shot.

It was like, she's looking for me?

And I said, yes.

As soon as I heard some of the details,

I knew immediately she was my daughter.

I don't wanna say it was matter of fact,

but I just knew that she was my daughter

and that we had to be together and I had to see her,

and I had to respond.

ROBERT STACK: Nine days and dozens of phone calls

later, Duncan Gilmore and his wife,

Suzanne, arrived in Houston, Texas.

On May 3, 1991, father and daughter met for the first time

in their lives.

Hi.

Hi.

JEANNIE WAGNER: When I hugged my dad,

it was a combination of being really, really happy,

but also there was a little sadness

there that so many years have gone by

and that we've missed out on each other's lives.

I love you.

I love you, too.

DUNCAN GILMORE: I will always remember Jeannie

coming to the door and, for the first time, seeing my daughter

and holding her.

ROBERT STACK: The day was made even more special when Duncan

met his only grandchildren, Joshua and Justin,

for the first time.

JEANNIE WAGNER: When I saw my boys

playing catch with their grandpa, it just felt right.

They needed a grandpa, and I can't think of a better

grandpa for them to have.

Never could I have hoped in a million years

our prayed a thousand prayers for this

to turn out as well as it has.

And he's turned out to be everything that I

thought he was going to be.

And tomorrow and the day after, I'll

now have a dad who loves me and wants to be a part of my life.

ROBERT STACK: When we return, a chance meeting at a singles bar

leads to murder.

[music playing]

Excuse me.

Is anyone sitting here?

No, go right ahead.

Thank you.

ROBERT STACK: On March 25, 1982, 43-year-old divorcee Hilda

Rochet met a man at a fashionable singles bar

in Alexandria, Virginia.

Crowded in here tonight.

It is.

Friday night, it's always a crowded night.

I haven't seen you in here.

You work around here?

Mhm.

What do you do?

I work for the military intelligence.

Oh, really?

Yeah.

Do you work nearby?

I do some contract work for the government.

Oh, do you, really?

Yeah.

ROBERT STACK: Hilda later told friends

that she had dinner with the man and planned

on seeing him again.

But oddly, she never told anyone his name.

- All right, why not? - OK.

We can go back there, or she can--

HILDA'S FRIEND: Hilda had said that the guy was single.

He was attractive.

He had a lot of money.

And she was impressed that he was driving this beautiful car.

I started to tell her, don't believe everything

this guy is telling you.

The car is probably rented.

Anybody can make up a big story.

You don't know anything about him.

Watch out.

ROBERT STACK: One week later, the nude body of a woman

was found in a wooded area near an elementary school.

She had been murdered execution style.

There were signs of sexual assault.

Police had no idea who the victim was.

[knocking]

Hello?

Is there anybody here?

County Police.

Is there anyone here?

ROBERT STACK: Four days later, investigators

searched Hilda Rochet's townhouse after coworkers

had reported her missing.

Well, Lenny, it doesn't look like there's anybody here.

I got her wallet here.

ROBERT STACK: In the living room,

officers found Hilda's wallet.

Hey, Lenny?

Yeah?

Hold on just a second.

We just identified our victim.

We got her picture on her driver's license right here.

ROBERT STACK: Authorities now knew

that Hilda Rochet was the woman who had been found murdered.

--let them know we've got and get the crime

scene techs down here.

I'd like you to go ahead and do a 360 of the room,

get the bed--

ROBERT STACK: Evidence in Hilda's bedroom

confirmed that she had been sexually molested.

--the floor here, a piece of tape there, clothes over here--

DONALD CAHILL: The bed and the whole bedroom was in disarray.

And we found her blouse and a pair of slacks

and some pantyhose and some adhesive tape.

That's indicative of a struggle going on there.

And other evidence that we located in the room

also indicated that some type of sexual activity took place.

ROBERT STACK: Because there were no signs of forced entry

at the apartment, detectives concluded that Hilda Rochet was

murdered by someone she knew.

Most homicide detectives agree that the first 48

hours of a murder investigation are the most crucial.

Beyond that point, leads grow cold and suspects disappear.

In this case, it took four days just

to identify Hilda Rochet and more than three months

to zero in on a suspect, a man authorities now

believe may be a serial killer.

No, that would be great.

ROBERT STACK: When detectives interviewed Hilda Rochet's

friends, they learned about the mysterious man

she had met at the singles bar just one week before her death.

DONALD CAHILL: Hilda had told her friends that the fella was

from Florida, drove a nice car.

He was a consultant for the government

and that he lived in these apartments over in Alexandria.

As a matter of fact, she told her that she even went over

to the apartment that evening.

ROBERT STACK: The 1,400 unit apartment

complex was the only clue to the man's identity.

Investigators searched through files

and files of lease agreements, dating back three years.

They were looking for any resident, past

or present, who matched the description of the man Hilda

had met.

DONALD CAHILL: We went through approximately

25,000 to 30,000 files.

And out of that 25,000, 30,000, we

come up with 32 possible names that

fit the profile of the person that Hilda

had described to her friend.

ROBERT STACK: Detective Cahill was confident

that his team was closing in.

All they needed was one piece of evidence

that could link any of the 32 suspects with Hilda Rochet.

Three months into the investigation,

they got the break they needed.

My wallet's missing.

Excuse me?

My wallet's gone.

It's-- it's--

ROBERT STACK: Authorities learned

that Hilda had lost her wallet on the very night

she had met the man.

There's no place for it to go.

It's, um-- I can't believe I left--

Miss? Excuse me.

Is there a problem?

Uh, my-- my wallet.

She's lost her wallet, she thinks.

What color was it?

ROBERT STACK: For some unknown reason,

Hilda's mysterious suitor insisted that he be contacted

if the wallet was found.

OK, I'll check with the bartender.

- We sat at the end. - OK.

No problem.

I'll be back.

This is embarrassing.

ROBERT STACK: A few days later, the restaurant

found Hilda Rochet's wallet.

Yes, sir?

May I help you?

Yeah, I called before.

You found a lady's wallet, tan, belonging to Hilda Rochet.

I'm here to pick it up. - OK.

Let me check in lost and found.

HILDA'S FRIEND: She had called and said that he was

going to bring the wallet back.

And I'm saying, there's something wrong here.

Why did he go to the management to find out about the wallet?

Why did management call him when they found the wallet?

My first impression was, the guy's putting you on.

Sir, I did find Hilda Rochet's wallet.

Good.

Could I see your driver's license?

ROBERT STACK: The restaurant manager remembered little

about the man.

Then she agreed to undergo hypnosis.

It paid off.

She recalled a phone number.

DONALD CAHILL: The hypnotist told us that this would

not be the exact phone number.

He said, now, most of the numbers

are going to be the same.

They're going to be right, he says,

but they might be transposed or something.

You're going to have to work with it.

ROBERT STACK: When detectives compared the phone number

with those of the 32 apartment residents,

they came up with a nearly exact match.

The number belonged to 38-year-old Gregory Barker.

Barker had moved out of the apartment complex a short time

after Hilda's murder.

DONALD CAHILL: So we immediately began to do a background

investigation on Mr. Barker.

We were not able to find any particular company

or government agency that he had applied to or even work for.

As a matter of fact, we don't believe that he

worked for any agency up here.

We believe that what he told the people at the apartment

and what he was telling people he met was all a scam

made up in his own mind.

ROBERT STACK: Gregory Barker is a decorated Vietnam veteran.

He served two tours, the second as an army intelligence

officer.

He is a voracious reader of spy novels.

Police theorize that Barker's mental state may have

deteriorated to a point where he now believes that he

himself is a master spy.

Based on Barker's psychological profile and crime scene

evidence, Detective Cahill has developed

a chilling scenario of what happened the night

Hilda Rochet was murdered.

Greg.

Ah. - Hi.

I thought you were gonna come tomorr--

- Look what I have. - My wallet.

Thank you.

DONALD CAHILL: I believe that Gregory Barker came over

to the house with the intention of returning

the wallet to Hilda and possibly something else in mind.

You look fine.

May I come in?

Yes, come in.

I'm s-- come in.

I'm sorry.

DONALD CAHILL: During his visit with Hilda,

he had an altercation-- a violent altercation-- with her

down in the living room and sometime later,

up in the bedroom, her clothes were taken off

and sexual activity occurred there.

He, at that time, took her against her will

out of the house, down to the school,

which is located about 9 and 1/2 miles away from the house.

[sobbing]

Get out.

DONALD CAHILL: She was taken out of the vehicle,

and she was naked, and went up a path about 150 feet

to a wooded area between a housing

development and the school.

[sobbing]

Quiet.

At which time he just brutally murdered her with a gunshot

to the head.

[gunshot]

From doing a background investigation on Mr. Barker,

we don't believe that this is the first murder

that he committed.

We don't believe that this was the last murder he committed.

We believe that he could be responsible

for numerous murders.

We feel that possibly he could even be a serial murderer.

We're very sure of the fact that he's smart

and he's very dangerous.

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ROBERT STACK: Next, the heartbreaking

story of a 10-month-old boy who is fighting for his life.

Perhaps you can help.

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In the past, we have brought you many stories of lost love,

often about adopted children looking

for their biological parents.

This is a very different kind of lost love story.

The young woman in Idaho is searching

for her birth parents, not for herself

alone, but also for her son.

Jeri Graves clings to the fragile hope

that her background holds a key to a mysterious illness

that threatens her baby's life.

He can be big, Mommy.

ROBERT STACK: Jeri and John Graves married in 1989.

Together, they are raising Jeri's two daughters

from a previous marriage.

In 1990, Jeri and John had a son, JJ.

JOHN GRAVES: When we brought JJ home from the hospital,

I noticed he was convulsing, which

scared me really bad because I thought he was going to die.

I really thought-- that was my first thought,

that he would die.

ROBERT STACK: Jeri and John took JJ

to specialist after specialist.

No one could pinpoint the cause of JJ's problems,

but he continued to have as many as 50 seizures a day.

JERI GRAVES: Throughout JJ's first six months of life,

he would get to where he would have so many seizures in a day,

he wouldn't eat.

We're talking he would eat maybe 2 ounces a day.

His body couldn't keep up on just that.

He would dehydrate very easily.

We were down to I was feeding JJ with a medicine dropper

and it wouldn't work.

And when he would get dehydrated or anything like that,

we were back in the hospital.

I would say that the initial guarded optimism we had when he

did have fairly normal tone and initial muscle activity

in the first few months of life has

become much more pessimistic.

Each time the doctors give me a little bit of bad news,

they still tell me there's hope.

He has voluntary movement when he's laying down

and you'll tickle his foot.

He will move his foot so that you no longer can tickle it.

And that is something that every parent

with a normal, healthy baby takes for granted.

They don't know how thrilled I was when my son kicked

his covers off of himself.

I was ready to throw a party.

ROBERT STACK: When JJ was eight months old,

his muscular development stalled at the level of a newborn's.

Even after a myriad of tests, doctors could not

determine what was causing JJ's seizures

or his slow development.

Jeri and John began to consider the remote possibility that

JJ's illness might be genetic.

Jeri had been abducted as an infant

but had never before thought about tracking

down her birth parents.

JERI GRAVES: I am searching to find my biological parents.

There is a slim chance that, by knowing my medical history,

maybe they could possibly put something together as

to what is happening with JJ.

ROBERT STACK: Jeri has few clues about her past.

She was born Kelly Marie McMillan on November 7, 1963,

in Ventura County, California.

Her parents were not married.

Her mother hoped to become a nurse.

Her father was of Irish descent.

Jeri's adoption records are legally sealed,

so she knows little else about her biological parents

and remains apprehensive about the prospect of meeting them.

I know things might be devastating to me.

I know some things might affect me wrong,

but I'm going to forego that.

If there's a chance for JJ, I can go through anything.

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I've had a doctor come in and tell me

that my son wasn't going to live, but in the same breath,

that doctor told me that my son has a chance.

And even though he may have problems

and he may not be normal, he's my baby, and he's my son.

There is an answer out there and we will find it.

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Join me next time for another edition

of "Unsolved Mysteries".

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