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I didn't say when I was a little girl
that I hoped to grow up one day
and have a serial killer for a brother.
I didn't want that.
That's not the life I had hoped for.
I just cannot believe...
that someone I loved so much
and had such a piece of my heart
could do something so vile.
I think I just never wanted to see my brother
as that type of monster.
I tied the mom up
and then I tied the little girl up.
I put a chair in the bathroom,
and then I put the girl in the chair,
and tied her to it.
I went back to the lady and I had sex with her.
I cut the cord off a coffee pot,
tied it around her neck
after I choked her with my hands.
This just shows how horrible this case was.
And how brutal, just...
Just brutal.
There's quite a bit of blood in there,
and you can tell that she had been hit in the head
several times,
and she had blood streaming down her face and her hair.
And when I started taking photographs,
she kind of turned and looked up at me.
It's kind of like seeing someone rise from the dead.
I think the details of that day
are just engraved in me and part of me.
I don't know how I survived something like that.
It's amazing...
that I was able to pull through that.
Can I have a minute?
This is from a scrapbook
that I made for Jack.
This is one of my favorite pictures
because when we were younger,
we would go to this amusement park
and it had rides and carnival games.
And Jack figured out how to win one of the games.
And once he figured it out,
he won us both these big bears and all these things,
and he was so... He was just so happy.
Yeah, that... That's the...
That's the brother I remember right there,
us just having fun, and laughing, and smiling.
It's very sweet.
This was just a special time of him
just truly being a kid before
the bad things started to happen.
There has been times when I felt like
I just can't do it anymore.
I can't hear one more story.
I can't see one more picture.
I can't hear...
one more horrible thing said
about my family
or my brother.
We grew up in a family of seven.
I am the youngest of children
and Jack was my older brother
by about a year and a half.
When we were little,
Jack was truly my best friend,
because we were so close in age
and my brothers and sisters were so much older,
that we did everything together.
When Jack was younger,
he fit in just like the rest of us.
So... But he did have some, you know,
emotional issues and...
so sometimes he would get angry.
There were times when you just didn't know
if you were getting the good side of Jack
or the bad side of Jack.
When he was mad, he was mad,
and he didn't look like himself.
Hand me the remote.
Come on, Jack. There's only ten minutes left.
His eyes would just get hollow,
he'd get quiet.
It's like the calm before the storm.
And his fits of rage were fits of rage,
like they always involved violence
whether he was hitting my dad,
hitting my mom, hitting me.
Throwing someone up against the wall.
It was scary.
Jack got in trouble a lot.
The cops were called to our house a lot of times.
I started seeing Jack
do violent things to animals.
I started noticing Jack doing drugs.
I remember the police took Jack away
and sent him to a youth facility.
His anger just kept continuing to grow.
I don't think Jack was evil.
I think Jack had deep, dark issues
that caused him to do what he did.
He didn't get specific on what was tormenting him,
but he would say that things happened in his childhood,
and things happened,
and he couldn't escape it.
I think he did evil things.
It's gonna be very hard for me to say
that my brother was evil,
but he did do evil things.
This just shows how horrible,
um...
this case was...
and how brutal, just...
Just brutal.
I still have trouble comprehending
how any human being could do that
to another human being.
It's almost like, you know, being there again
even though it was 25 years ago.
This whole case began shortly after midnight
on June the 7th
when a White County deputy received a call
about a missing person.
Mary Phillips worked at this accounting place
in Bald Knob,
so the deputy drove to that accounting place.
When he arrived there, he saw her pickup
parked in front of the building.
At that point, I think he just got a gut feeling
that, "Hey, this might not end well."
You got a mother and daughter
that haven't been seen or heard from
since 3:00 in the afternoon,
here it is, 1:00 the next morning.
So the red flags were waving, so to speak.
This one deputy went in
and checked the lobby or the outer area.
He could see Mary's body in there.
He immediately shut the door,
and came back out, and said,
"Hey, we've got a homicide."
- - I was at home,
of course, it was 3:00...
About 3:45 in the morning.
And, uh, they contacted me
and requested me to go down there
to, uh, work the crime scene.
As an investigator, uh, I've always kind of
had a habit of going in, and when I go in,
start taking photographs.
I observed her body lying on the floor.
Her hands were tied behind her,
and she had a, uh, white electrical cord
around her neck,
and she was nude from the waist down.
I assumed at that time that it was a rape and a homicide.
You get used to seeing different types of crimes
and I had seen several of them.
Uh, I've seen a lot of really brutal crimes,
but, yeah, this one was... It was, uh...
It was different.
Uh, one of the other investigators
that was there with me
opened the door to the bathroom.
And at that point, he said, "A young girl is in here."
When I opened the door, I kind of...
I could see her, you know, in the chair,
kind of slumped over.
You know, there was quite a bit of blood in there.
You know, you can tell that
she had been hit in the head several times,
and she had blood streaming down her face and her hair.
I assumed that she was... she was dead at that point.
And I was taking a photograph,
and when I started to take the photograph,
she kind of turned and looked up at me.
She gave me a shock, a real shock.
You can imagine, it's kind of like
seeing someone rise from the dead.
Well, I... Immediately, I told the other officers
that we need to get an ambulance down there,
that she was still alive.
I don't know how I survived something like that.
It wasn't my time.
Uh, it took a few times
after I heard the clicking noise
to realize what it was.
I wanted to move, but it...
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