This crime really haunts me and I think about it more than I should. Last night I was thinking about what CW did and what he might have done. IMO of course. I picture him with a plan and maybe a timeline. He probably had thought about it a lot and enjoyed the thoughts. Freedom. His own life, lived his way. No responsibilities. To him it probably seemed capable of success and he probably thought himself very clever. Something then triggered the plans into reality. The reality took over and everything was proceeding well until. . . . . . .SW's plane is delayed. Did he sit and fume over the delay, become angry and frustrated. Did he count the minutes and hours as they passed, knowing that he no longer had that time available for his plan? Over three hours late! How did that change things? How much did he recover himself after SW arrived home? I think he was angry, but recovered sufficiently to continue as he planned, only with less time. He probably did a check of the house, especially upstairs, decided everything was okay, and the inside of the house could be dealt with later because it was time to move and hide the bodies. Time was not his friend. Did he know about the neighbor's video then? Did he think up the story of getting some tools, and going to work, while he was loading the truck? Maybe. He then makes the 40+ hour trip to the oil tanks. That trip had to be very stressful; watching for police, concentrating on driving safely, avoiding any delays. But, he reaches the tanks without any problems. The girls were probably first; they would have been removed from the truck one at a time, carried to and up the stairs, and put into the tanks (probably with difficulty). Finally SW. Was the shallow grave deliberate or necessary? The dawn was breaking and light was overcoming the darkness and the world around him was waking up. For whatever reason, SW ended up in a shallow grave. Tools were gathered up and probably a quick look to see everything looked normal. Perhaps the sheet was overlooked. Or, it was thrown hastily in the bed of the truck at some point and blew out unnoticed, as he was driving away. So far things had worked out, as he had planned. After work he could return home and finish cleaning up and then begin setting the stage for a disappearance or kidnapping. Later, the next morning maybe, he'd return to the oil tanks and finish there, maybe put SW in a deeper grave or move her. Yes, it was all working out. And then NUA called, and called again, until he had to go meet her. That would have complicated things, especially when she involved the police. Now his schedule was changed again. No time to finish cleaning up, no time to put things away, hide things, or set up the disappearance or kidnapping scenario. Now LE was involved and would be watching him. Now he had no choice but to begin pretending his family was gone and he didn't know where or why. So he did pretend, and made the best of what he had, which wasn't much. There were too many questions, too many holes, and he wasn't a good enough actor. Lies were being revealed and he was forced to admit to the lies. It began to crumble around him. Time now for one last desperate lie, one desperate gamble; accuse the victim and try to become a hero. Maybe that would work!
Of course it didn't work. He's not a hero. He's a murderer. He was inside his mind and his plan looking out, and he didn't see all that was wrong, all that was horrible, all that pointed to him. He couldn't see it from where he was, and is; inside an ugly, selfish. little world. I wonder if he has any true regrets or just blames others for what has happened, like he's blamed SW? Just pondering, I hope no one minds.
I wasn't thinking of it as a print that was visible to the naked eye. I was thinking of it like a print found with forensics.
