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Celisia Stanton
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Celisia Stanton
21/Tncs apply hi friends, I am so excited to share this new episode of True or Crime with you. If you want to listen ad free and get early access to all the episodes for this month's case, you can subscribe to Tenderfoot plus at tenderfootplus.com or on Apple Podcasts. It's also one of the best ways to support the show. Hi friends, it's Celicia. I am so excited to finally be back behind the microphone to get to say Truer Crime is back. I've missed this. I really have. I've missed telling these stories and I've missed all of you showing up with your curiosity, your compassion, and your willingness to go deeper with me. This season we are doing things a little differently. We're taking everything you've told me that you love, the the depth, the nuance, the context, and giving it even more space to breathe. Every month we're going to be focusing on one case and I'm going to tell that story across multiple episodes. Some of the stories will unfold over two parts, others over three or four parts. Whatever the case really needs. Nothing more, nothing less. And if you're a Tenderfoot plus subscriber, you'll get all the episodes for each case at the start of the month. So if you're the kind of person who likes to binge you, it's all there waiting for you. Otherwise, we'll roll out each episode one week at a time, most Mondays over the next six months. We'll take a few weeks off here and there, but I'll always give you a heads up when that's coming. Obviously, I know it's a new rhythm, and I honestly think it is the best version of True or Crime we've ever made. So whether you've been listening since season one or you're just joining us now, welcome. I'm so glad you're here. Let's get into it. Please be aware that today's episode contains a Very brief reference to stalking. Please take care while listening. In the summer of 2018, I was 23 years old. A baby, really, just a year and a half out of college. I spent my days coaching debate and taking photos. My evenings driving around town with my friends. I was obsessed with Taylor Swift back when it was a little less cool to admit that life at that time just felt so wide open, like all the possibilities were still ahead of me. That same summer, Molly Tibbetts was 20, a rising sophomore at the University of Iowa, just a state away. She loved kids, loved running, loved blasting music in the car with her best friend. She shared my obsession with Taylor Swift. And life should have stretched out ahead of her, too. But by midsummer, everything had changed. Maybe you remember the headlines, the missing posters, the photos of a smiling girl with long dark hair and bright brown eyes. But what you probably don't remember is what happened after. Not just to her family, but to her community. To a teenager left behind into a country desperate to make Molly into a symbol she never asked to be. It has been four days since Molly Tibbets disappeared. Molly Tibbets. Molly Tibbetts. Despite search efforts over the last few days, there is still no sign of that missing woman.
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Celisia Stanton
Everybody was just baffled about what could have happened to this girl. You never think you know it's going to be in your small town. It's going to be someone you know on a missing poster.
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Rob Tibbetts
Everybody in this community is fighting to get her back.
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Celisia Stanton
Looking into this story, I kept getting stuck on the same questions, ones that kept pulling me deeper. What happens when your daughter becomes a headline? What happens when your grief becomes someone else's message? Those are the questions that we'll be digging into today, because this is the story of Molly Tibbetts. I'm Celisia Stanton, and you're listening to Truer crime. There's a garage on the east side of Brooklyn, Iowa. Plain and unassuming, it's rigged with a few grainy security cameras facing out towards the street, they capture this stretch of road. A blur of fields, a couple of houses. The kind of footage you'd never think to review unless you were looking for something. On July 18, 2018, at 7:48pm, a figure flickers into the corner of the screen. A young woman jogging, her ponytail bouncing with each step. It's Molly Tibbets. Brooklyn, Iowa, is a town of under 2,000 people. Small, tight knit, but not so small that everyone knows everyone. The man who owned the camera didn't know Molly, but he'd probably seen her before, jogging past like she did many nights. She knew the route by heart, according to dateline. There was even a stretch where she could see her grandparents farm in the distance. She moved to Brooklyn in the third grade, made fast friends, and dove into activities. She was a cross country runner and honors student. Like me, she participated in her school's speech team. Molly had just finished her freshman year at the University of Iowa. In college, she'd gotten into theater and the school's dance marathon. SCENE the summer of 2018, she was spending her days working at an elementary school day camp. And when it came to kids, she was a natural. Fun, bright, playful. That day she'd worked her usual shift. Her boss later told DATELINE she was her typical goofy self, laughing and snapping silly selfies to the coworker's phone when they weren't looking. Totally in her element. At 5pm her brother picked her up from work and dropped her off at her boyfriend Dalton Jack's house. Dalton was out of town working on a construction job for the summer, and Molly had agreed to stay there and dog sit while he was away. At some point after getting to the house, Molly had changed into a pair of black running shorts and a pink sports bra, her Fitbit already fastened to her wrist. It was still light out, warm, summery. Just before sunset, before she left, she messaged Dalton and texted her mom that she'd swing by for dinner after her run. She never did, though. Sometime that evening, Molly's phone silenced a notification. A Snapchat from her cousin Morgan. As Morgan told dateline, the two were especially close, like sisters, and their Snapchat streak was killer. They'd gone two years without breaking it. But Molly's reply would have to wait. She'd always put her phone on do not Disturb during her runs, and Morgan knew that Molly's runs were her time. At 7:48, the garage camera caught her running by, and just 28 seconds later, a black Chevy Malibu appeared. Chrome door handles, shiny mirror covers, rims that caught the light. The car slid by, disappearing from view. At 8:02, though, it circled back. Maybe the driver had gotten turned around. But then it passed again and again. Six passes in total. Fourteen cars drove by the camera that night, but nearly half of them were the Malibu. It appeared to be following Molly, circling her over and over again. At 7:56, local hairdresser Christina Steward passed Molly on her way to feed her family's horses. She recognized her instantly. She'd cut Molly's hair for years. That was the last known sighting. The Malibu kept circling.
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The next morning was warm and clear. A storm had rolled through the night before, but didn't leave much behind. It was the makings of a good day. According to Rolling Stone, Molly's mom, Laura Calderwood, had just wrapped up her shift at the grocery store. She stopped by the library, picked up a magazine that's when her phone rang, it was her son, Scott. Mom, he said Molly didn't show up for work today. Panic hit instantly. Molly was responsible. She didn't just not show up. It wasn't like her. Laura thought back to the night before the text saying Molly would come by after her run. She'd never shown up, but Laura hadn't thought much of it. Maybe Molly had gotten tired and something else had come up. They'd talk later, but this, this wasn't like Molly. Her boss had already called Morgan, Molly's cousin, the one she was practically glued to. And Morgan knew immediately that something was off. They texted constantly. They had that two year Snapchat streak going. That streak was about to break. That's when the phone calls started. Friends, family. No one had seen Molly. No one had heard from her since the night before. A group drove over to Dalton's house. Molly had to be there, right? She was watching the dog. Maybe she was sleeping. Or maybe something had happened to her phone. But when they got to the house, their fears intensified. Molly wasn't there. Her dad, Rob Tibbetts, spoke to Iowa Local 5 News about how he struggled to make sense of the situation.
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Rob Tibbetts
It's very concerning, but you sort of assume it's some kind of a miscommunication, that they had only just discovered that she was missing and so you sort of assume she's going to turn up right away at a friend's house or something. It's all just a miscommunication. But there's this sort of sick feeling that goes on into the evening and you realize that she's missing.
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Celisia Stanton
At 5:56pm on July 19, less than 24 hours after she was last seen, Laura made the call to police. Molly Tibbets was officially a missing person. By the next morning, Brooklyn had mobilized. According to Dateline, hundreds of volunteers showed up on a weekday. People combed through fields on ATVs, helicopters scanned overhead. Brooklyn had fewer than 2,000 people, and it felt like every single one of them was out searching.
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Rob Tibbetts
400 people woke up at 5 o' clock in the morning and showed up unprompted and conducted a search on their own. You think your daughter is a remarkable person, and then when you see that kind of outpouring, then you realize that other people know that too. She's so outgoing and she's so poised and she's a leader in her peer group. And so that's why I think they turned out.
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Celisia Stanton
Even Iowa Governor Kim Reynolds reached out to the family. In those early days, she offered words of support, an expression of care from one parent to another. The whole state was watching, hoping. But in Brooklyn, something had shifted. Sheriff Thomas Kriegel told the Gazette that people who used to leave their doors unlocked now kept them closed. Parents stuck closer to their kids. Neighbors who used to walk alone now walked in pairs. The town had always been quiet, safe. But now it was holding its breath. Days passed without answers. Hundreds of volunteers combed through fields, woods, and gravel roads, but nothing. Molly had vanished without a trace. So police turned to the only clues she might have left behind. Digital ones. They knew she always wore her Fitbit. It wasn't found with her belongings, but investigators were able to pull the device's data remotely. They hoped her final run had been logged, but it wasn't. Still, they had something. A pattern. According to Dateline, the Fitbit stored past routes, and police searched those areas for any sign of disturbance. They ran background checks, looked into registered sex offenders, combed through the rafters, garages, and basements of nearby houses, but nothing. So they turned to Molly's phone. Like the Fitbit, it was missing. But her cloud backup gave investigators access to recent messages and activity. They dug in, but no leads. No clues, no strange texts, no plans to run away. No signs of a secret life. Just nothing. But soon, the FBI joined the investigation. And that's when things took a turn. Agents used cell tower data to track Molly's movements. Her phone had pinged towers throughout her run, each one offering a different breadcrumb of time, location, and speed. According to Iowa's news now, between 8:15 and 8:28pm on the night of her disappearance, Molly's phone was moving east at about the pace of a 10 minute mile, a normal run. But then it stopped. Until just four minutes later, it started moving again. Only now it's. It was heading south, and it was moving fast. 60 miles per hour. 15 minutes after that, her phone pinged for the last time. That signal came from just off Interstate 80, 15 miles outside of Brooklyn, with direct access to a major highway. It was a gutting discovery. It meant Molly hadn't just stopped running. She'd gotten into a car. Maybe she'd even been taken. And now she could be anywhere. The reality investigators were facing was bleak. Molly was gone, the trail was cold, and the person responsible was still out there. So they started narrowing the list, ruling people out, chasing new leads, and trying to zero in on anyone who raised a red flag. Quickly, investigators cleared Molly's boyfriend, Dalton Jackson. He'd been out of town the night she disappeared, staying in a Hotel two hours away with a co worker. According to dateline, he seemed concerned but not panicked during his initial interview, and his alibi checked out. He was confirmed to be at a Walmart near the hotel that night, buying groceries. There wasn't much more to it, so investigators looked elsewhere. And before long, their attention landed on a man named Wayne Cheney. A pig farmer and on paper, at least, a troubling figure. According to who 13. Wayne had pled guilty to stalking charges not once but twice, the most recent just four years before Molly went missing. His farm sat on 70 acres just 13 miles southeast of Brooklyn. And what made it all more unnerving was the cell tower data. The last ping from Molly's phone had come from a spot just 200 yards away from Wayne's land. Police drove out to the property, and Wayne talked with them for over an hour. He was cooperative. Even let them search the grounds. But nothing turned up. Still, investigators were wary. They asked him to take a polygraph. That, though, is where Wayne drew the line. He refused. Told the Des Moines registrar the whole thing was stupid, that he didn't need a test to prove he had nothing to hide. Reading this, I couldn't blame him. Polygraph tests are notoriously unreliable. But eventually, Wayne changed his mind. I don't know if maybe he felt worn down by the request or maybe he felt for Molly's family, But what I do know is that the polygraph changed nothing. There was still no evidence linking him to Molly. And just like that, he was dropped as a suspect. But Wayne wasn't the only one. Under the microscope, investigators were casting a wide net. And their next person of interest came from a state over a place called Stanton, Nebraska. Just two days after Molly vanished, a Nebraska man showed up at a small car dealership outside Brooklyn with a 1989 Mercury Grand Marquis. He told workers the transmission was acting up, but instead of waiting for repairs, he dropped $3,500 on a different car and took off. Before leaving, though, he made one last stop at the Mercury, Grabbed a small bag, unscrewed the license plates, took both with him. He told the salesman he'd be back, but strangely, he didn't leave a callback number. Investigators curiosity was piqued. Why ditch a car that just needed a few repairs unless you had other reasons to get rid of it? Then a tip came in. A witness remembered seeing a suspicious vehicle near Molly's house the night she disappeared, and the description. It matched the car left at the dealership. Perfectly elated at their luck, investigators went to examine the Grand Marquis. And there it was. Finally, something. A reddish stain on the back seat. And even more, several strands of hair, which they immediately sent to the lab for testing. It was the kind of discovery that jolted the case forward, at least for the moment. Investigators pulled the man's social media. He had two Facebook accounts. One was filled with likes of pages featuring young women, athletes, models often wearing very little clothing. Not illegal, but maybe a bit unsettling. They really might have had their guy. They waited for the lab results, but when they came back, there was nothing. The hair didn't match Molly, the stain wasn't her blood, and the man from Nebraska, like Wayne before him, was dropped as a suspect. Another lead gone cold. On WhatsApp, no one can see or.
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Rob Tibbetts
We couldn't keep going if we didn't think she was coming home. We just talked about it for the last hour, how we thought she'd come home. Mostly we just talk about what we're gonna do when she gets back. One of her brothers said yesterday that we're gonna make her watch every one of these interviews back to back, slap the magnets we got on her car and make her wear a T shirt and go pull every one of those flyers out of every store in the state of Iowa.
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Celisia Stanton
They were preparing for a reunion. And to help make that dream possible, Molly's family launched a fundraising campaign. At an August press conference, her mother, Laura Calderwood, announced the creation of the Bring Molly Home Safe Fund. We believe that Molly is still alive. And if someone has abducted her, we are pleading with you to please release her. We are partnering with Crime Stoppers of Central Iowa to help facilitate the process of receiving information anonymously that we can use to pay for her release or information that would lead to her location. As of 10 o' clock this morning, we have raised $172,000 that will be paid to you as soon as Molly is safely home. The number didn't stay at $172,000 for long. A few Days later, this same reward fund had grown to more than $260,000. And less than two weeks after that, it had grown again, this time reaching nearly $400,000. People from across the country were contributing, sharing the posters discussing the case. And in the town itself, Reminders of Molly were everywhere. Her name on flyers, her smile on shirts. Her memory kind of just woven into the daily fabric of life. A reporter from the Des Moines Register asked Rob Tibbets what it felt like walking through Brooklyn, seeing the town decorated for Molly's return. But as lovely as that all was, Rob knew that none of it mattered. Without the right lead.
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Rob Tibbetts
It's encouraging that people are aware of it and that they're trying to show their concern. But what we need now is for people to go to that tip line and with whatever small, insignificant piece of information that they might have, Even a sense of something that was just a little bit wrong, they need to call. And if they have some suspicion about someone that they know it may be a loved one, maybe a family member, they need to work up the courage to call and let the authority sort that out. Because if people don't have anything to hide, then they have nothing to fear. And so we need to let the authorities sort that out. But Molly's going to come home when somebody shares that information. There's absolutely no way in a community like Brooklyn that somebody didn't see or know something. And so we just need to get them to come forward.
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Celisia Stanton
They had no body, no murder weapon, not a single piece of evidence that could explain where Molly was or who had taken her.
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Rob Tibbetts
And.
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Celisia Stanton
And with more than 1,000 tips already logged, investigators were running out of new places to look. So, yeah, Molly's dad was right. The case needed a break, a moment of clarity in what felt like an endless maze of maybes. They needed a witness. Someone that had seen what no one else could. And as it turned out, someone did see something. Although, technically, that someone wasn't a person at all. It was a machine. A quiet set of garage mounted cameras installed by a local man at the edge of town, just a few blocks from where Molly had last been seen. The cameras weren't high tech, nothing fancy. But they'd been on the night Molly disappeared, capturing a quiet stretch of road on the east side of Brooklyn. Of course, the cameras couldn't know they were watching something important. They weren't tuned to fear or urgency. They were just recording, blinking every few seconds, capturing light and motion and moments without knowing which ones would matter. Eight teams of investigators were assigned to Review the footage. Every frame, every flicker. It was slow, painstaking work. Hours of uneventful video. Like the kind of material that dulls your eyes and makes you second guess what you've seen. Until there it was, just one and a half seconds long. A speck, a blur. A girl running, her ponytail bouncing. And this finding. I kept coming back to it. That the cameras remembered what we couldn't see. They didn't blink. They didn't forget. And they didn't look away. Molly had been there, moving, alive. And she wasn't alone. Because just 28 seconds later, another figure entered the frame. Not a person, but a car. A black Chevy Malibu. Chrome mirrors, shiny rims, circling, passing by again and again and again. The footage couldn't give them a name. It couldn't show a license plate or face, but it captured it. And for a case with no witnesses, that meant everything. And so, in the absence of everything else, that detail became the case. But of course, there's no database for tricked out Malibu. So investigators turned to their most powerful tool. Eyes on the road. The very next day, Deputy Steve Kivi was driving home from work when he saw it. A. A black Chevy Malibu stopped on an off ramp. The exact same make and model, the same chrome features, same simple silhouette. It was uncanny. Too precise to be coincidence. So Deputy Kivi pulled over, watched, waited to see where the car was going. The Malibu merged onto the highway and passed right in front of him. And Deputy Kivi pulled out and followed. He stayed close as the car turned west onto second street, then north into an alley. For a moment, he lost sight of it, but as he turned into the alley, there it was, parked. And the driver already out of the car. Kivi got out and called after him.
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Rob Tibbetts
The driver was already out of the vehicle. So I said, hey, can I talk.
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Celisia Stanton
To you for a second?
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Rob Tibbetts
And he turned around.
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Celisia Stanton
The man's name was Christian Behena Rivera. He was 24 years old. Said he worked nearby, that he didn't speak much English. Said, yeah, he'd heard about the missing girl. Who hadn't. He wasn't nervous. He gave his name and his phone number, let the deputy take a photo of him and his car. The conversation was short, uneventful. And yet it would change everything. Because that car, the black Chevy Malibu with chrome mirrors, wasn't just a match for the one on the footage. It was the car on the footage and the man driving it. He had more to say. Not that day, but soon. And what he shared would unravel everything investigators thought they knew. And lead them to something that no one wanted to find. That's next time on Truer Crime. Hey, real quick, before you go, I want to talk about action items. If this is your first time listening, something you should know is that I don't just want to tell stories. I want us to do something about them. Because listen, like I know that feeling we all get. You finish an episode and you're just kind of left sitting with it. Grief, anger, questions and the urge, at least for me, and I know for many of you, to do something. And I feel like that feeling, it's this wonderful, bright, beautiful thing because it's a sign of your humanity. So each week I'll offer a tangible way to channel that feeling into action. And this week we're honoring Molly. Before she disappeared, she was this joyful, creative, big hearted 20 year old. She studied psychology, she worked with kids, she performed on stage. And so when she went missing, her family really wanted to honor all, all of who she was. So that's why they created the Molly Tibbets Memorial Fund for Child and Adolescent Psychiatry, which supports mental health programs at the University of Iowa's Children's Hospital. The fund has already helped expand art and music therapy, provided holiday gifts for kids in treatment and grown other critical support programs. If you'd like to learn more or donate the links in the show notes or, or you can just search Molly Tibbetts Memorial Fund and you'll find it. As always, you can find a full list of today's sources and action items@truercrimepodcast.com and if you want to keep in touch between episodes, Truer Crime is on Instagram and xrecrimepod and you can also find me on Instagram and TikTok, Alicia Stanton, and through my weekly newsletter, sincerelyceleciaincerelycelecia.substack.com thanks for being here. True Crime is created, hosted and written by me, Celisia Stanton and is a production of Tenderfoot TV in association with Odyssey. Additional writing, research and production by Olivia Hussingfeld. Executive producers are myself, Donald Albright and Payne Lindsay. Editing by Liam Luxon, artwork by Station 16, original music by Jay Ragsdale and makeup and vanity set mix by Dayton Cole. Thank you to Orin Rosenbaum and the team at uta, the Nord Group and the team at Odyssey. For more podcasts like Truer Crime, search Tenderfoot TV on your favorite podcast app or visit us@Tenderfoot TV. Thanks for listening. Foreign thanks so much for listening to this episode of True Crime. If you want an ad, free version of the show, plus early access to every episode for this month's case and tons of other great Tenderfoot podcasts. You can subscribe to Tenderfoot Plus@tenderfootplus.com or or on Apple Podcasts. It's a small way to support the work, and it makes a big difference. Hey everybody, it's Nicole Byer here with some hot takes from Wayfair. A cozy corduroy sectional from Wayfair. Um, yeah, that's a hot take. Go on and add it to your cart and take it. A pink glam nightstand from Wayfair. Scalding hot take. Take it before I do. A mid century modern cabinet from Wayfair that doubles as a wine bar. Do I have to say it? It's a hot take. Get it@wayfair.com and enjoy that free shipping too. Wayfair Every style, every home.