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.

How well do we know the people in our lives? Our co-workers, our friends, the loved ones we sleep next to at night?

Everyone decides for themselves how much to share about their private lives.

Some of us are overshares, posting screenshots of our breakup texts and lunches.

Others are closed books, only sharing personal info on a need to know basis, and even then reluctantly.

But it's an almost universal truth that everyone has secrets. We can only know another person as well

as they let themselves be known. Most of the time the secrets we keep are pretty

mundane, but once in a while they're earth-shattering.

Once in a while, we may dig into the life of someone we care about and find something

we would never have imagined in our worst nightmares. Once in a while a secret can be deadly.

This is perfect stranger, the murder of Jamie Loyety. So, campers, we're in Chandler, Arizona, May 28, 2010.

Police received a worried call from a Mr. Leody.

His 32-year-old daughter, Jamie, was missing, he said. No one had heard from her since March.

Now remember, I just said this was May 28th, so this was 10 weeks ago.

Mr. Laidy told police that he and his wife were somewhat estranged from Jamie.

They weren't used to hearing from her on a regular basis.

But nevertheless, Jamie's parents were still her parents.

They loved her. And they'd been completely horrified when they realized that no one had seen or heard from her in 10 weeks, two and a half months.

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