Aug 16, 2026 · 1 hr 4 min · 22 segments
In the early morning hours on April 26th, 2013, Wesley Edges returned to his family’s home in Pittsfield, WI, and found his stepfather waiting outside. The words Jim Prokopovitz spoke next would…
On February 27, 2021, a Brown County, Wisconsin courtroom gathered to hear the final verdict in the trial of James Prokopovitz.
Jim, as he was known to most, was a 75-year-old man who wore the lines of age on his face.
Only half his face was visible, the other half covered by a light blue surgical mask.
In fact, the entire courtroom was retrofitted with plastic panels to prevent the spread of disease, and every occupant wore face protection.
The hyper-sterile, almost alien environment of a society still in the midst of a confusing global pandemic.
Jim was on trial for the murder of his wife, Victoria, or Vicky as she was called by friends and family.
He was facing charges of first-degree intentional homicide, obstruction, perjury, and conspiracy to commit perjury.
Vicky had disappeared in 2013, and several peculiar happenings since then led authorities to believe that her husband was the one responsible.
The previous two weeks had been fraught, as several of Jim and Vicki's friends and relatives testified to try and recount what things had looked like nearly a decade before.
To make matters worse, the original judge in the case had broken his ankle mid-trial, so they needed to bring in a replacement judge, which led to a significant delay in the already grueling affair.
After seven long days of combined testimony, the jury was ready to deliver their verdict.
Jim sat with his fingers folded in front of him and his head down, quietly hoping for his freedoms.
In the state of Wisconsin versus James M. Prokopovitz, file 19 CF 716.
As to the offense of first degree intentional homicide as charged in count one of the second amended information, we, the jury, find the defendant, James M. Prokopovitz, the verdict has been marked guilty.
Jim suddenly looked upward with his eyes widening, coupled with an intense inhale through his mask.
After all, a jury of his peers had just convicted him of murder with no DNA, no fingerprints, and no digital forensic evidence to speak of.
Even stranger still, it was eight years since his wife Vicky's disappearance, and authorities had still never located Vicky herself.
On February 27, 2021, a Brown County, Wisconsin courtroom gathered to hear the final verdict in the trial of James Prokopovitz.
Jim, as he was known to most, was a 75-year-old man who wore the lines of age on his face.
Only half his face was visible, the other half covered by a light blue surgical mask.
In fact, the entire courtroom was retrofitted with plastic panels to prevent the spread of disease, and every occupant wore face protection.
The hyper-sterile, almost alien environment of a society still in the midst of a confusing global pandemic.
Jim was on trial for the murder of his wife, Victoria, or Vicky as she was called by friends and family.
He was facing charges of first-degree intentional homicide, obstruction, perjury, and conspiracy to commit perjury.
Vicky had disappeared in 2013, and several peculiar happenings since then led authorities to believe that her husband was the one responsible.
The previous two weeks had been fraught, as several of Jim and Vicki's friends and relatives testified to try and recount what things had looked like nearly a decade before.
To make matters worse, the original judge in the case had broken his ankle mid-trial, so they needed to bring in a replacement judge, which led to a significant delay in the already grueling affair.
After seven long days of combined testimony, the jury was ready to deliver their verdict.
Jim sat with his fingers folded in front of him and his head down, quietly hoping for his freedoms.
In the state of Wisconsin versus James M. Prokopovitz, file 19 CF 716.
As to the offense of first degree intentional homicide as charged in count one of the second amended information, we, the jury, find the defendant, James M. Prokopovitz, the verdict has been marked guilty.
Jim suddenly looked upward with his eyes widening, coupled with an intense inhale through his mask.
After all, a jury of his peers had just convicted him of murder with no DNA, no fingerprints, and no digital forensic evidence to speak of.
Even stranger still, it was eight years since his wife Vicky's disappearance, and authorities had still never located Vicky herself.
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