10-minute murder contains depictions of violence that some listeners may find disturbing.

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A Welcome to 10-minute murder.

Glad you're here.

Now, let's talk for a second about secret admirers.

Most of the time, it's flattering.

Someone has a crush on you or thinks you're

attractive, wants to get to know you, and wants to maybe convey that in a subtle way. See if

you're open to it. Sometimes it's not so subtle. And in the case today, it's deadly.

Manchester, Connecticut, the home of Gail and Doug Islebe, who had been happily married for a few years.

I both had grown children from previous marriages.

But in the spring of 1996, Gail's family noticed that she was behaving suspiciously, like hanging blankets

from the windows claiming that you never know who could be looking in, and refusing

to let her daughter drive her car places, saying that she didn't have gas.

There was always some weird excuse for her behavior.

Even a simple phone call would set Gail on edge. She was visibly worried about who

could possibly be on the other end of that call. In hindsight, Gail probably thought she was

protecting them from whatever or whoever was making her so nervous. On April 30, 1996,

Gail ended her shift at Walmart, where she worked around 10 p.m., and then drove home.

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