It's the worst news you could ever possibly have to deliver to somebody.

On a Saturday morning in an upscale Atlanta suburb, a young son saw something no child

should ever see. And what he saw would soon open the eyes of investigators to

something they had missed for years. This is a tale of two tragedies of two

young women who lived and died at different times and in different cities, but left behind

a mysterious trail of almost identical clues. Could solving one case lead to the truth

in the other? For one family, the story began on December 4, 2004.

Typical Saturday morning and the phone rang and I was immediately hysterical and I asked

where she was, was she okay? And he said no, Heather, I'm sorry, she's gone.

She was 33-year-old Jennifer Corbin, the wife of Dr. Barton Corbin, a tall handsome dentist

who was 40. They've been married seven years and had two adorable sons, ages 7 and 5.

On the surface, they led a storybook life, a big beautiful home filled with photos of

a fun, loving family. He, the picture of the adoring dad, she a devoted mom. Jennifer

had been a free spirit when she was younger, but having children changed all that.

She was born to be a mom and when she became a mom, she did it 110%. She became Miss

PTA, the SUV-driven baseball-token super mom.

Her sister, Heather Marvel, the Jennifer's ability to connect with people in ways that

others could not. Jennifer connected so well with people of all ages. She was hired as

a part-time preschool teacher at her church. Her family took Bart in as one of their own.

We loved Bart Corbin. He came into the family very quickly. He did a lot of traveling with

us, vacations. He spent most of his weekends with us.

Bart was very bright and could be a lot of fun.

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