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We go into great detail with every case that we cover and do our best to bring viewers even deeper into the stories by utilizing disturbing audio and sound effects.

Trigger warnings from the stories we cover may include violent rape, murder, and offenses against children.

This podcast is not for everyone. You have been warned. Karma is something that always catches up to people. When you're a good person and you put goodness out into the world,

I wholeheartedly believe that that goodness will eventually come back to you. But inversely, if you're a bad person, karma hits you even harder and may take weeks, years, or in today's case, decades.

But the bad karma will always come back around. In 1980, a young mother and her two sons vanished out of a small and secluded town in Wyoming.

And for years, investigators were always one step behind their killer. But this case goes to show that no matter where you run, no matter how long you hide for, your crimes have consequences.

It's only a matter of time until that karma comes knocking on your door. This is the story of Alice Prunty and Gerald Eudon. I'm Courtney Brown. And I'm Colin Brown.

And you're listening to Murder in America.

And you're listening to Murder in America.

In the summer of 1964, a young Gerald Eudon had just been honorably discharged from the US Navy after four years of service on the USS Independence Day.

Other than the Navy, Gerald didn't have a lot of experience in the workplace. He grew up as a shy farming boy in the small town of Harvard, Nebraska.

And he spent the majority of his life shooting guns, hunting, fishing, and fixing up old cars. Hunting was a huge part of his life and had been a hobby in his family for generations.

In fact, the Eudons were such avid hunters. Gerald's own grandpa used to hunt buffalo with buffalo bill himself. The country life was all Gerald knew. And now that he was out of the Navy, he wanted to settle down somewhere rural and quiet, where people keep to themselves.

Somewhere he could find a career, start a family. But as for now, Gerald didn't have the means to be off on his own. So he decided to move in with his parents for the time being.

They had a spare trailer in their backyard, which wasn't ideal, but Gerald didn't need a fancy house or nice things. He was a simple man. As long as he had a little privacy and his guns, he was content.

Gerald had always loved guns. And he had a pretty big collection of them. When he came back from the Navy, he went back to what he knew best, minding his own business, and spending his free time hunting in each hand he could. One day in the fall of 1965, Gerald went up into the mountains and shot himself up.

And like he did with every animal he hunted, he brought it back to his parents' house to butcher it. Gerald spent the evening in his parents yard hacking away at the carcass.

When all of his sudden, a girl walked up out of nowhere. Her name was Barbara and Phillips, the live next door. But instead of being disgusted with the dead animal in front of her, she was fascinated. And this really impressed Gerald.

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