Hi crime junkies I'm your host Ashley Flowers and I'm Brett and the story I have for you today

will leave you scratching your head just like I have been because it's about a family

that met an untimely end, a crime scene that doesn't make much sense, and someone who either got away with murder, or spent the rest of his life haunted by the rumor he did.

This is the story of the Brica family. Oh, You guys your neighbors probably know more about you than you think they do.

And I don't say that to be creepy, it's just true, like you probably know more about them than they think you do because even if you're not close

neighbors kind of notice things about your routine and it's all just based on proximity

like when you get home from work when do your lights normally go out.

If you're out every Saturday doing yard work in the summer, who walks your dog, like that type of thing.

Yes, oh my goodness, there's this family who lives a couple blocks away from us that have like two little

sausage dogs a bloodhound and also their cats like follow them on their walks and

it's like an everyday thing we see them like march past our house, this little parade.

I have this full adult man in my neighborhood who like I can set my watch to the time he like

zooms by on his scooter. I swear he like gets home from work and he's like scooty time but you get the point.

So the same is true for the brica family in Cincinnati Ohio.

None of the neighbors are particularly close to Jerry, Linda, or their four-year-old daughter, Debbie.

I mean, aside from maybe some babysitting every now and then, some friendly conversation

in the driveway, no one on quiet suburban Greenway Avenue would call themselves friends with this family.

Still, the neighbors have been noticing that their routines have been off lately.

For instance, come Tuesday, September 27th, 1966. Trash day was Monday.

Their cans were out like clockwork Sunday evening. But Monday came and went and then no one brought the cans in and now the cans are still out there on the curb all day on Tuesday.

And this is not the routine I imagine. Not the routine.

And it's not even just the trash cans though.

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