I don’t think calling a friend first is strange at all. I would imagine you are thinking the worst but trying to talk yourself out of it. A friend, someone who knows you well, someone you trust, you would hope would be able to calm your fears and reassure you that everything is okay. Or, on the flip side, the friend would tell you to call the police. Faced with a scary and new experience it would be hard to know what to do.
And the polygraph, not admissible in court for a good reason. The results don’t prove or disprove a thing.
I don’t think the timeline works for Jim to have done it anyways. He would have had to leave the garage door open when he left (which would make it premeditated), walk around the house and peek in the windows of his own home in order to leave footprints in the snow (again, premeditation), come home from Jennifer’s game, take Jonelle from the home and kill her (police have never stated she was killed in the home, not that they have to release that info., of course), drive 20ish mikes away in the cold with snow on the ground, dig a hole (or have it pre-dug if you believe he planned it), bury her, cover her up, drive home, clean up as I would imagine would be needed after committing such a horrendous crime, and have all of this done by the time Jennifer returned home an hour or so after Jim did.
I just can’t see it at all.
My son is a very good kid, it was like clock work for him coming home after school and my 3:45-3:50 he was home. I would look out the window n see him walking up the block. His school was a total of 4-5 blocks away.
one day he hadnt returned home the time he usually does. By 4pm i was calling the schools, getting numbers to his school friends home and addresses. I ran outside to those addresses knocking on door frantic looking for him. My initial thoughts werent to call police and i have no clue why. I was driving fast everywhere looking for him myself.
just when i started to lose hope it was around 5pm i went home to gather my thought n possible call the police, i was becoming more frantic and shaking so bad i couldnt even think anymore. Thankfully whwn arriving home i seen him walking up the block - omg the tears of fear and joy it was so overwhelming!
me being a mother and always so glued to these missing murder cases and so on. Imagine.
so sometimes ur initial thought isnt to call the police and i have no clue why. I felt like i was superman looking for him right away. I feel like callin the cops would’ve possibly slowed me down with questions and them not necessarily jumping n running to look around the way a parent would.