Dana GoodyearHostLisa ScheinenGuest
In it, a young Black woman is questioning a middle-aged white guy who's sitting on the edge of his bed drinking a beer.
Talking at the door, like they just shut it on her or something, you know? I don't-

The person they're talking about is Mitrice Richardson, a 24-year-old Black woman who disappeared in Malibu in 2009 and whose remains were discovered there 11 months later.
I was up above when I first heard her voice, and by the time I got down below, the, kind of curiosity kind of drug me closer to the fence.

The interview is being shot vertical, seemingly on a cell phone, with the guy taking up the whole frame.

He looks like an aging California golden boy, with graying blonde hair, a tan, and a barrel chest.

He's relaxed, wearing a sky blue Henley shirt tucked into a pair of camouflage shorts.
So I really couldn't see her face, but I could see her shadow like this.

While he says this, he gestures broadly, waving his big paws around in the air.
In the light of the night, you know, with the light on the front porch.
And she was screaming at something, you know, and it was pretty loud, and I'm thinking, "Goddamn, it's 4:30 in the morning."
She was saying, "Goddamn," blahdy-da-wee, stuff, you know.
She was pissed or something, you know.
Something.
I think it was the people at the house.
She was angry.
Maybe they told her she had to leave, or they're gonna call the police, so she was telling them, "You son of..." You know, whatever, you know.
What-

In it, a young Black woman is questioning a middle-aged white guy who's sitting on the edge of his bed drinking a beer.
Talking at the door, like they just shut it on her or something, you know? I don't-

The person they're talking about is Mitrice Richardson, a 24-year-old Black woman who disappeared in Malibu in 2009 and whose remains were discovered there 11 months later.
I was up above when I first heard her voice, and by the time I got down below, the, kind of curiosity kind of drug me closer to the fence.

The interview is being shot vertical, seemingly on a cell phone, with the guy taking up the whole frame.

He looks like an aging California golden boy, with graying blonde hair, a tan, and a barrel chest.

He's relaxed, wearing a sky blue Henley shirt tucked into a pair of camouflage shorts.
So I really couldn't see her face, but I could see her shadow like this.

While he says this, he gestures broadly, waving his big paws around in the air.
In the light of the night, you know, with the light on the front porch.
And she was screaming at something, you know, and it was pretty loud, and I'm thinking, "Goddamn, it's 4:30 in the morning."
She was saying, "Goddamn," blahdy-da-wee, stuff, you know.
She was pissed or something, you know.
Something.
I think it was the people at the house.
She was angry.
Maybe they told her she had to leave, or they're gonna call the police, so she was telling them, "You son of..." You know, whatever, you know.
What-
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