Hello, campers. Grab your marshmallows and gather around the true crime campfire.

We're your camp counselors. I'm Katie and I'm Whitney.

And we're here to tell you a true story that is way stranger than fiction.

We're roasting murderers and marshmallows around the true crime campfire.

So, campers, last time we brought you part one of the Tracy Richter Pittman-Robbert's story, the first case in our bad-bitches category.

Part one began with the story of Hero Mom, Tracy, who had to defend herself and her children against two intruders, one of whom had

supposedly fled into the night and one who now lay dead on her bedroom floor.

The dead man was Dustin Weedy, a 19-year-old family friend of Tracy and her husband Michael, a kid who had never shown

the slightest violence toward anyone before.

Police felt sure someone had hired the intruders, and Tracy agreed, steering them towards

her ex-husband, Dr. John Pittman, with whom she was involved in an ugly custody dispute.

We also learned a bit about Tracy's history with men, and I think you'll agree when I say,

hoo boy, Tracy's history was one of extortion temper tantrums, at least one of which that involved a gun, and manipulation.

When we left you, the police investigation into the home... gun and a manipulation.

When we left you, the police investigation into the home invasion that left Dustin Weedy

dead had stalled, and Dustin's family was feeling baffled, certain that Dustin would never

do anything to hurt anyone.

Tracy's hero mom story didn't fly for them.

Today, join us for the second half of this bizarre story

as the investigation flames back into life. So as we said earlier, the investigation stalled and it stayed stalled for a number of years.

And in the years after Dustin's death, his family had to deal with some pretty heavy-duty aftermath.

For example, Dustin's dad.

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