an A&E original podcast.

This episode contains descriptions of violence.

Listener discretion is advised.

I can't even describe the pain that we went through.

I don't think I could have felt worse if somebody would have ripped my chest open

with their bare hands and pulled my heart out while I was still beating you.

I don't deal with a hurt that bad.

When you're dealing with a case that's going on and on unsolved,

every day it drains you because you can't take your mind off of it.

You just feel like how can it keep going on like that and nothing happened.

No suspects.

There are 120,000 unsolved murders in America.

Each one is a cold case.

Only 1% are ever solved.

This is one of those rare stories.

It's September 14, 1988, a crisp fall day in the picturesque town of Prescott, Arizona.

Surrounded by lush pine forests and mountains, Prescott is breathtaking.

Aside from its natural beauty, Prescott has a rich history and a small town charm.

Just around 11 a.m. in Prescott, when Pamela Pitts calls her father, Paul.

Pam wanted to know what I was doing and I told her I was working and she said,

well, I wanted to talk to you about something.

I said, well, why don't we have dinner at Murphy's Restaurant here in Prescott?

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