In the warm summer of 1972, the quiet town of Bothell, Washington was forever

scarred by a chilling crime that left 20-year-old Jody Loomis dead along a

secluded dirt road.

For nearly 47 haunting years, her murder remained a cold case, shrouded in mystery.

Then in 2018, a seemingly innocuous coffee cup became the key to unlocking the secrets of the past.

But just as the wheels of justice seemed poised to turn, tragedy struck once more.

This is monsters. Oh, you're going to be.

Oh, you know. You know. In 1972, Bothell Washington retained the essence of a small tight-knit community.

Surrounded by lush greenery, the town's ambience was marked by a pervasive sense of simplicity and routine.

As residents strolled along the treeline streets,

it was a backdrop of familiarity against the canvas of the Pacific Northwest.

During that summer, Bothham's rhythm followed the predictable cadence of everyday life.

Local businesses, modest houses, and the occasional diner were the cornerstones of daily interactions.

The town's atmosphere exuded a timeless charm, seemingly shielded from the external to

molted of a nation grappling with broader challenges.

However, this unassuming exterior belied the undercurrents of change.

The Vietnam War cast a shadow over the era and the town, while seemingly immune to the large

upheavals, would soon find itself entangled in a chilling mystery.

Jody Loomis was born on June 5, 1952 in Salt Lake City, Utah to parents John Paul Loomis and Rosemary, Maddie Curry.

As the middle child nestled between her elder brother John and younger sister, Jody's

presence illuminated their household. Jody's upbringing illuminated their household.

Jody's upbringing was rooted in a family filled with love and shared experiences.

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