I got a feeling, dude, and I really hope I'm rolling.

But I just, I expect foul play out of this.

Scott Ferris was worried.

No one had seen his father Gary in two days.

Have you noticed anything odd at the house?

Anything unusual in the last two days?

No.

I think strange.

Any unusual visitors' activity?

Nope.

Everything that I found unusual was today.

It was July 5th, 2018.

A hot and humid Thursday in Cherokee County, Georgia, just outside Atlanta.

Scott was talking to Detective Daniel Hayes on the Ferris' beautifully manicured family farm. And where do you live out?

I live here on the property. I live above the barn, in an apartment. Scott was in his mid-30s,

ex-military, and a big guy like his dad, six feet six inches tall.

He managed the farm for his parents.

On that Thursday, he was heading out to get a haircut when he saw his sister sitting on the front porch of the main house with his mother melody.

And she was out there with my sister, and she's like, have you seen your father? Have you talked to him? I'm like, no. Apparently no one in the family had.

Were there any July 4th plans? They don't do. He doesn't, he doesn't have a very social life.

Scott noticed that Gary's Mercedes was still parked at the farm.

He then ticked through the other clues that might indicate Gary was somewhere on the property,

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