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Maybe he was just named after this place. Okay, so we're in the upscale area of Chevy Chase, Maryland, where in 2001, 49 year old Leslie Prear is living that white picket fence life you really only see in movies. The manicured lawn, the neighborhood kids running around in the streets, the country club just down the block. The idyllic place to raise a family. Which is exactly what she and her husband, 50 year old Carl Sandy, as he was known prayer, are doing now. Leslie wasn't originally from Maryland, though. She was actually born in Rhode island back in 1952. And when she was young, she and her family moved to Pensacola, Florida, where her father actually worked for the Navy. But at least Leslie wasn't alone. She was actually one of eight kids. And many of her siblings said that Leslie was by far the sweetest one of them all with the biggest heart. She was also quirky and resembled their mother in a lot of ways. It was Also there in Pensacola that Leslie met Sandy, her husband. The two bonded over the fact that they both came from military families and they quickly fell for one another while they were both attending the University of Florida. Now afterwards, Sandy became an accountant before shifting over into it. And then finally in 1974, they tied the knot and welcomed their daughter Lauren three years later in 1977. And baby Lauren became the center of Leslie's world. As the only child, Leslie fawned over Lauren. She would do anything for her. This is something that never changed. Even when the family moved to Maryland and Lauren grew older, the two mother and daughter always stayed extremely close. But even as a newcomer in Maryland, Leslie found her place in this community very easily. Her co workers said not only was she beautiful inside and out, she was a shining light that would always brighten up the office. Plus everyone thought she and Sandy, her husband were a match made in heaven. He was a guy's guy who loved to have fun and joke around over a few beers. He was always warm and friendly with everyone. They were the perfect example of this fun loving couple what a marriage should be in a nice place with a nice family. The daughter Lauren even said her parents were always so sweet together. Her dad was obsessed with her mother as a family they always had dinner together every night. They were the home in the neighborhood where all of the local kids came after school to hang out the prayers. House was warm, it was loving, it was safe. At least until May of 2001. So by then Lauren has grown up. She's 23 years old, so she's now living in a place of her own. But her apartment was not far. It was actually just a few minutes drive from her parents home. Plus like I said, she and her mom were best friends. They spoke on the phone every single day. But on May 2nd, things were different. That morning the husband Sandy took off for work per usual around 7.45am he said goodbye to Leslie before he left. And meanwhile Leslie was set to be at work that day at 10am Now Leslie didn't have a car, so she always either walked the mile or so or took bus to work. She didn't mind the long walk through her beautiful neighborhood to get to the bus stop. But sometimes that stroll took a little longer than expected, causing her to be a minute or two late to work if she missed the usual pickup. However, that Wednesday morning in 2001, 10am comes and goes and Leslie doesn't make it into her office. Now her co workers assume she probably as a doctor's appointment or Something and forgot to mention it to them because Leslie was rarely ever late without calling. And now she's not even answering her phone. They're trying to reach out to her. So when 10:45am rolls around and there's still no sign of her, her boss and good friend Brett Reedy actually calls Sandy, Leslie's husband. Now, when Brett asks Sandy, hey, why hasn't Leslie shown up for work today? Sandy immediately seems frantic, like he can sense something is just not right. He knows his wife didn't have anything scheduled that morning. She should be at work. So this concerns him. Now, her boss and Sandy, Their first thought is, could something have happened to Leslie on the way into work? Did she get into an accident of some kind, either on or on the way to the bus? Now, luckily, Leslie's house, like I said, is very close to the office. So Brett offers to just go over right away to look for Leslie, drive the route. And Sandy was like, listen, I'll meet you at our home ASAP. Now, by the time Brett gets there, it's about 11:35am and Sandy is only a minute or two behind him. But the second they walk through the front door, they can tell something is off. There appears to have been a struggle in this house. Furniture is turned over on its side. There's blood smeared on the walls in the kitchen.