A young woman’s murder remains unsolved until someone comes forward to reveal her own harrowing story.
It was a Monday morning in January, 2007, 9:08am. A young woman in San Antonio texted her boyfriend, “I love u.” That’s all it said. I love you. Nothing more.
Downtown, the Alamo had just opened its doors, a few tourists had begun boarding little boats to gaze at remnants of Texas history along urban stretches of the San Antonio River.
Several miles away, in the farther reaches of the modern city, the manager of a video games store began his daily ritual. His name was Mariano Rivera.
“The store opens at 10:00, but the managers typically get there at 9:00 in the morning. Get the tills ready. Grab the money, take it with you, and go to the bank,” said Rivera.
Similar process in a sister store, same company not far away. That one, managed by the woman who sent the text to her boyfriend.
Except, this was strange. As the morning slipped by her store remained closed. Mariano got a call from the district manager.
“Can you go over there and maybe, maybe you can see something, you see what’s going on,” said Mariano.
Keith Morrison reports in this chilling all-new Dateline Friday, 10pm et.