Our card this week is Lola Catherine Kathy Fry, the three of clubs from Indiana.

28 year old Lola, aka Kathy Cat or Lola Bee, as her family loved calling her, was excited

for a fresh start just before the holidays in 1993. She just left her job at an Indianapolis nightclub and was wrapping up the process of moving

two hours northeast to Fort Wayne to live with her older sister. Kathy was planning to take

her life down a new road and go back to school, maybe start a family.

But before she could ever make good on those plans, something happened, though the specifics

of what exactly that something was is still something we're trying to piece together today.

Three decades is a long time, plenty of time for the truth to come to light.

But with Kathy's case, so much has come to light. But with Kathy's case so much has come to light that it's like a

sick twisted game of two truths and a lie, or I guess one truth and a dozen lies,

because the theories, rumors, and allegations that have clouded the investigation

are almost too many to count. But those closest to the case are convinced that somewhere

within all that muddiness lies the answer to what really happened to Kathy in the

wee morning hours of November 14th 1993.

I'm Ashley Flowers and this is the deck. So, You can. The work day hadn't quite yet begun for Darlene Pitts on a chilly November Monday in 1993. It was around 8.30 in the morning, so

Darlene was at work, kind of hanging out at a friend's desk, sipping her morning coffee.

And that's when she got a call from her mom, Delphia.

Her mom had a sense of urgency in her voice and she asked if Darlene had heard from her

youngest sister, Kathy.

Darlene said, no, she hadn't, but you know, nothing unusual about that. Darlene said no she hadn't but you know nothing unusual about that

Darlene and Kathy were closed I mean don't get me wrong but they just didn't chat on a daily basis

Kathy did however talk to her mom on the phone every single day, up to four times a day sometimes.

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