Our card this week is Margaret Reimann, the Queen of Spades from California.

When 73-year-old Margaret Reimann was murdered in her garage while getting ready to leave for church in 1986,

everyone immediately started pointing fingers at one particular relative.

And in the investigation that followed, detectives uncovered a decades-long family feud,

grudges that had been festering for years, and questions about just how far someone might go when there's money on the line.

But almost four decades later, new DNA testing pointed them in a completely

different direction. And now, the case is hotter than it's ever been. I'm Ashley Flowers,

and this is the deck.

Music the deck. It was 5.30 p.m. on Sunday, November 2nd, 1986, when Pat Wise pulled into her cousin Margaret's driveway for their weekly Sunday dinner. But that evening was different from the moment that she went inside Margaret's two-story ranch house. Margaret was nowhere to be found. Neither was Pat's son, Mark, who had actually just moved into the ranch house a few weeks before. Now, the 73-year-old lived on a sprawling stretch of farmland, 10 or 20 acres with other

houses on it that she rented out. So Pat figured that she could have just been out somewhere on

the property. But when she called one of those renters, Wayne Hoffman,

that hope started to fade. Wayne said that he hadn't seen Margaret at all that day.

And Pat hadn't even noticed, but Margaret's newspapers, which she always collected in the morning,

were still laying in the driveway. Plus, Margaret's dogs hadn't been let out of the house all day either.

And that is when Pat began to worry.

So she started calling around to see if anyone had seen or heard from Margaret.

There were no cell phones at the time, so she couldn't contact her son, Mark,

but she was able to get in touch with another one of her children, 30-year-old Elaine.

I remember that day like a movie.

My mom called me in the late afternoon and said that she hadn't heard from Margaret.

She would usually go down there on Sundays and they'd read the paper.

But I could tell that her voice, that she sounded stressed.

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