Hey, how's it going? Happy Monday.

I hope you're having a wonderful day so far.

My name is Bailey Sarian and today is Monday,

which means it's murder, mystery, and makeup Monday.

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If you are new here, hi. How are you?

My name is Bailey Sarian and on Mondays,

I sit down and I talk about a true crime story that's been heavy on my knock-in

and I do my makeup at the same time. If you're interested in true crime and you like makeup,

I would highly suggest you hit that subscribe button. Warning. The following presentation is intended

for mature audiences. It contains graphic descriptions of crime scenes, adult dialogue, and

strong language. Viewer discretion is advised. Today's story is... I know I say this all the time,

because I mean, sometimes it's just so hard to believe, right? And today is definitely one of

those stories. It's what, you know, so this story takes place in Overland Park, Kansas, okay?

So it's like Southwest of downtown Kansas City, Missouri. Why they have a Kansas City in Missouri?

I don't know. They're just trying to confuse us. I think they have a Kansas City in Kansas, too.

Doesn't matter because it takes place in Kansas, but it's not far from Kansas City in Missouri.

Tell me why I got so hung up on this for just far too long. In the 1980s, Overland Park was

flourishing. There was a big boom in commercial and residential development, and the city was just

really growing. I mean, it had almost a hundred thousand people living in the area. So, I mean,

it was pretty good. It was a suburb to the city and a lot of residents that were living there

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