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I would have never been able to tell my daughter, your monster, your boogeyman, will pull up alongside you and instead of him coming to help you, he has come to harm you. She was the girl next door.
She would come into her room. The room would just brighten up.
People instantly thought, I'm Kaylee's best friend. Now, a new chapter in her heartbreaking story.
I had this sickening feeling. The day she vanished was the start of the most dramatic crime spree in this town's history.
We found her green bag. We found her passport.
Ever been hit in the chest with a sledgehammer? A fugitive was on the run, taking new victims as he fled. He unlocked the door and sat in the car really fast.
And he had a gun just pointing it at me. I'm looking at a desperate man.
Anything can happen. There's a chance he could get away with murder.
Tonight, he talks to Keith Morrison. Hang on a second.
You've got to explain that to me a little bit. Well, what are you suggesting? Simmering evil explodes into deadly violence.
She was trying to turn emergency lights on, trying to grab the radio, trying to honk the horn, anything that she could do.

Because she knew. She knew.

I'm Lester Holt, and this is Dateline.

Here's Keith Morrison with Into the Night.

It was a Saturday night in the summer, and they were so happy at their bachelorette party

as they laughed and danced and played their drinking games. Well, outside in the dark, watchful, waiting, hidden in its clever disguise, death cruised by, looking for one of them.
And all around, a peaceful town tucked into sleep, no ghost, no soothsayer to warn them that evil had fooled their defenses and slipped inside to snatch its prey. This is the place, here in the wide, handsome high desert of central Oregon, the small city of Bend, an annual occupant of every list of the best places to live in America.
It's a nice place to live. I love it here.
It's perfect. An outdoor recreation heaven on the slopes of the Cascade Range, rife with rivers and lakes and rugged independence.
I mean, everything here is about outdoors, about connection. And Ben was home to a beautiful young woman named Kaylee Sawyer.
This is Kaylee's mother, Julie. She was probably 17, and she said to me, Mom, when people describe me, I want them to describe me as smart and strong and funny.
And she was. Yes, and feisty and fearless.
Her best friend Naomi's sleepover buddy and stunt team cheerleading partner. I love Kaylee so much, but she's not the most coordinated person there was.
We were probably the best stunt team on our squad because our communication, we didn't need to speak. We could look at each other and understand everything about one another.
I wouldn't really call her a tomboy, but I also wouldn't really call her a girly girl. Somewhere in between.
She could look like a model, one minute and be in scrubby clothes and ready to go camping the next. She called her grandfather Papa Jim.
Here with Grandma Sharon. She was our sunshine.
She was just our world. Did you worry about her as a teenager? She was in Bend.
She had family around. So my worry was if she left Bend, you know, oh my goodness, what if my Kaylee goes up to Portland? She won't have a grandma's share in there.
Oh, we'll have to move. We'll have to go and be with her.
That was my worry, not being in Bend. Mind you, Kaylee was on her own now, was living with her boyfriend, a young man named Cam.
I could tell from the moment that Kaylee met Cam that this was a good relationship for her. I could see that she was happy.
Now, if she could just figure out what to do with her life. She was going to be a plastic surgeon, she was going to be a policeman.
She was going to be a chef. She was going to be a photographer.
The world was hers. She didn't pick one thing.
No, but this year, the year she turned 23, that was changing. She held a job for two full years now as a dental assistant.
She was my work daughter. She'd follow me around to learn how to do things

because she really wanted to be the best. Lisa Castro was Kaylee's mentor at the dentist's office and discovered Kaylee had this rare ability to make people laugh even when they weren't in the mood or were scared.
If there was a difficult patient you'd put Kaylee in the room and they just melt.

So those pretty eyes and that smile.

And then, surprise, surprise,

Kaylee in the room and they would just melt. So those pretty eyes and that smile.
And then, surprise, surprise, Kaylee was making plans to enroll in college. Now she knew what she wanted to do.
One day she comes into work, she says, I've decided I'm going to become a dentist. So both of them had something to look forward to that Saturday night, July 23rd, 2016.
Lisa was celebrating her upcoming wedding. The bachelorette party was for her.
Kaylee had already told Lisa and her sister Jana that she couldn't go. She'd be out of town.
But last minute. I got a text from her saying, guess what? I'm going to show up to your party to help celebrate you.

But I'm going to show up a little late, but I'll be there.

That's a great thing, that women get together for a bachelorette party.

Katie bar the door.

Especially at our age.

It was after 8 p.m. when Katie showed up at a country bar called Mavericks.

The party was well underway.

She came in a little dress and just looked adorable in it. Indeed she did.
Here are photos of Kaylee at that party in that black dress. She was kicking up her heels a bit, right? She was having fun.
But when the bachelorette and her party began to run out of steam, Kaylee and a friend left to keep things going at another bar downtown. You know, I checked them out and said, you know, you girls be safe.
You're okay, right? And they said, yeah, we're okay. We'll be good.
And a little before 10.30 p.m., she walked out into the night, happy, a little tipsy, altogether unaware of what was waiting on the other side of midnight. When we return...
A friend of Cam's texted him and said, Your girlfriend's here dancing with another guy. Kaylee, out for a night of fun.
But where would she be when morning came? The very first message that I looked at was from Cam saying, have you seen Kaylee? Instantly I had this sickening feeling in my gut. It was late afternoon, Sunday, July 24th, the day after the bachelorette party.
Kaylee's mother, Julie, was driving home from a weekend camping trip. She approached Bend around 5 p.m., re-entered cell phone range.
I turned my phone back on, and my phone was just pinging and pinging and pinging. And the very first message that I looked at was from Cam saying, have you seen Kaylee? Have you heard from Kaylee? Why would Cam be asking her about Kaylee? After all, they lived together.
Julie's phone chirped over and over. Cam had texted her the same question almost hourly all day.
So you're looking at multiple messages. Yeah, yeah.
It's getting a little more worried. And I called her first, and her phone went to voicemail, which Kaylee notoriously let her cell phone battery go really low.
Okay. So that wasn't surprising.
By then, Cam had already already texted kaylee's dad jamie and stepmother crystal as they sat in church his phone in his pocket kept buzzing i'm elbowing him and i'm like what's going on so he kind of said cam doesn't know where kaylee is and i'm like okay so kay questioned Cam. What did camera tell you? She went to a bachelorette party and, and, uh, they, uh, had an argument, uh, going home.
An argument? It seemed really obvious that she just walked down the road and probably called a friend to come pick her up because she was mad. And that was, and that was it.
I literally thought nothing more to it than that. But Cam clearly did.
He'd spent that Sunday calling the entire family. Cam called and said, Grandma Sharon, have you heard from Kaylee? And I said, no, I hadn't.
Grandma Sharon called and was like, have you talked to Kaylee? I was like, no, you know, is everything okay? What's going on? So I called her. I don't even know how many times, and her phone was going straight to voicemail.
And I figured, you know, she was out with friends. Maybe she ended up just staying with them.
But the bride-to-be who'd said goodnight to that happy young woman was alarmed. Instantly, I had this sickening feeling in my gut.
Because that's not Kaylee. She would have contacted somebody that, you know, I went to someone's house or whatever.
Julie, still driving, trying to comprehend, got a call from Cam, who told her that after the bachelorette party at that other bar, Kaylee had had a few and was having fun with some other guy. They were dancing, and I guess a friend of Cam's texted him and said, your girlfriend's here dancing with another guy.
And so he went and picked her up. And on the way home, they started to argue.
Cam's story? He parked outside their apartment a little after midnight, tempers still hot. He got out of the car.
She stayed inside. He told her, come up when you've cooled off.
But a few minutes later, out she got and walked away into the night. It didn't surprise me when he told me that she went for a walk, because she had always done that.
When she was younger and she'd get in trouble and I would tell her, you know, you need to go to your room. Chances are she went to her room and out her window and she'd go for a walk.
She had to work it out. Yeah.
She was mad and she would go for a walk. And that wasn't unusual behavior.

Anyway, Cam and Katie lived in a crime-free neighborhood right across the street from the local college.

But Cam didn't sound so sure of his story.

So where did she go?

Why didn't she come back?

Why didn't she call anyone?

Julie encouraged Cam to call Ben police, which she did Sunday afternoon. This is Batchelor.
Can I help you? Hi. Last night I got home from the bars with my girlfriend.
She got upset at me and ran off. And I still haven't heard from her.
Her phone's off. Okay, so did she just take up walking or something from the status? Like, she was mad? Yeah, she was mad at me.
So I walked inside and told her to come meet me, and then she's like, calm down. And then I went back out in 10 minutes, and she was gone.
And I called her a few times, and she said she was walking down the street. I haven't heard from her since.
As Julie neared Ben, she worried would police take it seriously. After all, grown woman, lover spat.
So Julie added a little urgency and called 911 herself. Can I help you? Yes, I need to have an officer call me.
My daughter is missing and she is over 23, but she has epilepsy and some medical issues. I exaggerated her seizure condition.
How did they react to that? They were concerned about that. They, you know, they knew that she had been out the night before and she had been drinking.
You know, could that have triggered a medical incident? Julie drove straight to the apartment where she questioned Cam. I was frustrated that his story just didn't make sense.
And so I walked out of the apartment and I said, I just needed to go and take a walk and get some fresh air. And while I was out there walking, the officer came and I said to him, I need you to go talk to Cam because his story doesn't make sense to me.
What was going on and where was Kaylee Sawyer? Coming up, Kaylee's mom wasn't the only one troubled by Cam's story. My thought was, did they really have that bad of an argument and something bad happened? And what did police think about Kaylee's sudden disappearance? Did you both agree at that point

something was going on here? Something was off? Yeah, we were talking back and forth and he said,

do you think we need to get detectives involved? And I said, yeah, absolutely. The sun descended toward the Cascades.
Eighteen hours after Kaylee Sawyer argued with her boyfriend and walked alone into the dark, her extended family gathered at the apartment she shared with Cam. Her father, Jamie.
Was part of you kind of suspicious of Cameron? Yes. My thought was that they really have that bad of an argument and something bad happened.
But your mind went there because, you know, the vast majority of the time when something happens to a young woman, it's somebody very close. It's hard to believe too because we knew Cameron knew Cam was a very innocent young man.
He's just a, he's a nice guy. Yeah.
It's hard to imagine that, but you still do. Remember, Cam's story troubled Kaylee's mother, too.
Then police officer Kyle Denny arrived and parked outside the apartment right across the street from the campus of Central Oregon Community College. It's on Aubrey Butte, which is one of the more prestigious areas of town.
There's very nice homes. Very safe area, I would think.
It's very safe. Officer Denny was soon joined by Corporal Eric Suplee.
While Denny talked to the family, Suplee found that friend, the girl who'd seen Kaylee dancing at the bar. The one who texted Cam, better come get her.
A little after midnight, Kaylee sent a text message to her friend saying, I'm home, everything's okay, I'm sorry about earlier tonight. And then her friend tried to call her just before 1 a.m.
and Kaylee didn't answer the phone. Did there seem to be any chance that she would have gone back to be with that guy she had met at the bachelorette party? Initially, I thought maybe there was a chance, but...
Did you talk to him? So I called him on the telephone. He didn't get Kaylee's phone number.
He didn't give her his phone number. So it was just kind of they were hanging out that night.
And that was the last he knew or saw over. And that seemed to make sense to you.
It did. So nothing to disprove anything Cam had told them.
What was your take on Cameron's story? What happened? Did it make sense? The story made sense. It made absolute sense.
Officer Denny took Julie aside to address concerns about Cam. He was able to come and tell me it's not that his story is changing.
His story is evolving. He's remembering things.
I think that he, very early on, took on the guilt and the responsibility that if something did happen to her, that maybe it was his fault. Why'd you let her go off in the night alone? Yeah, but I never felt that he was involved in harming her.
Then Officer Denny assembled the family and asked them a question. I said, hey, is there anywhere you can think of that she might be? And I kind of just sent them on a mission to go start looking at places where she could be if she was trying to cool off.
I remember going up to the campus and walking the route that we were told or assumed that she might have walked that night. A terrifying thing to do, said Papa Jim.
He didn't know whether we were looking for a body, parts of clothing, a purse. So you were worried something very bad had happened.
Oh, yes.

Petrified.

Terrified.

I wanted to stay home, and I wanted to be there because maybe she'd come home.

Yeah.

Maybe she'd come home.

Maybe she'd call.

Maybe she'd let me know.

My husband went out and looked for her.

We were praying that he find her, that she's safe.

But in a way, you know that something's wrong. I was praying that he didn her, that she's safe, but in a way, you know that something's wrong.

I was praying that he didn't find her because I didn't want him

to have to find her if somebody had hurt her.

Now for the two officers, a judgment call. She was a grown woman who was missing, but she had a right to be somewhere else.
There was no evidence of foul play. But did you both agree at that point something was going on here? Something was off? Yeah, we were talking back and forth and he said, do you think we need to get detectives involved? And I said, yeah, absolutely.
Overnight, the first missing person flyer in the Kaylee Sawyer case went out to law enforcement around central Oregon. And the next morning, everyone held their breath, hoping Kaylee would simply show up for work at the dentist's office.
And then they'd all breathe again. I drove in and walked into her workplace and they all looked at me and their faces just showed me what they were already thinking.
And I asked them, she called in and they just shook their heads. It was heartbreaking.
I mean, nobody could talk. There's just a lot of tears.
That's when you knew. That's when I knew something and still didn't want to accept it.
She was truly missing. And then a few hours later, 20 miles up the road from Bend in Redmond, Oregon, a police detective named Eric Beckwith got up from his desk.
Went out to my car and got my lunch and was walking through the lobby and saw Isabel Ponce. Who's Isabel Ponce? Isabel Ponce is somebody that we knew in Redmond.
She was a police officer recruit and Redmond resident. She seemed to be waiting for something.
Curious. He walked on, back to his office, sat down.
No idea what was about to worm its ugly way into his world. Coming up, a worried wife with a wild story.
She's crying. She's crying uncontrollably.
I knew we had a big problem. And reality sinks in.
Ever been hit in a chest with a sledgehammer? That's about what it feels like. By Monday morning, they were swamped under waves of panic.

It was 36 hours since Kaylee Sawyer walked into the Oregon night and vanished.

I'm trying to get a sense of what it felt like to be in the middle of all of that.

Complete loss of control, accompanied with sheer panic.

You ever been hit in a chest with a sledgehammer? That's about what it feels like. And then? Going on noon 20 miles north of the Redmond Police Department, Detective Eric Beckwith noticed a newly minted Bend police officer named Isabel Ponce sitting calmly on a chair, as if waiting for something.

Odd.

It struck me as unusual, but I didn't approach her or strike up a conversation.

I just went into the office.

Unwrapped his lunch, prepared to tuck in, when a colleague appeared at his door.

He had asked me if I had any idea why she would be in the office,

that she had called and requested to talk to a watch commander or a supervisor of some kind. You had no idea? Had no idea.
And then? And then I saw Sergeant Duff bring Ms. Ponce into his office.
Just a short amount of time after that, Sergeant Duff opened his door and yelled down the hall for me to come into his office.

So, of course, Beckwith rushed in there and right into the biggest, most shocking case of his life.

Though at first, it was just puzzling.

Describe the scene to me.

She's crying. She's crying uncontrollably.

Did you tell what was going on? I knew we had a big problem and never would have anticipated how big of a problem we had. There'd been an accident.
She got out through her tears. Or at least her husband said he'd had an accident, said he'd hit someone with his car.
And it must have been that missing girl they'd been showing on TV, Kaylee Sawyer. Did that name, Kaylee Sawyer, mean anything to you? It did.
When I had arrived at work on that Monday, I noticed that Ben PD had put out a missing persons flyer and were requesting other agencies for any information or to be on the lookout for her. So I knew right away what she was talking about.
Isabel said her husband was a security guard at Central Oregon Community College, and something must have happened there late Saturday because, she said, he seemed kind of distant all day Sunday, like here, when they went to the movies, this picked up by a surveillance camera. And then, Monday morning.
So he comes out of the room, and his eyes were all teary. That's why I'm like, what happened? Tell me what happened.
What's wrong? Then he's like, I hit her with the car. And did he tell you which car? He said the security, the car that they used at the job.
And what did you say to that? So I'm like, what do you mean? What do you mean you hit her? And he said, yeah, I hit her and I panicked. All he said was he hit her and he panicked.
He never said... But it wasn't making any sense to me because I'm like, why would somebody do that, especially you, especially him? Like, it didn't make any sense.
Didn't make sense, said Isabel, because her husband, Edwin Laura, was a good man, had a degree in criminal justice, was in training to be a cop. And then he told her that awful, confusing story and just got in his car, told her he was going to make a run for it, and took off, fled, ran away.
How long did this conversation go on before he left? It was pretty brief. It was just him moving around.
I'm not sure if he, I don't think he grabbed anything other than he did grab my gun from my purse. And then he just kept saying, I need to go, I need to go.
What did you think when you heard all these things? I thought we had a significant problem. We had a gentleman who I'd now known that was a member of the campus public safety, whose wife was a police recruit who was potentially armed, would have some knowledge of the way police initiated an investigation.
So Edwin Laura, now on the run, knew what police would do, but seemed like Isabel was being rather fake about him. We had very, very little information about who he was and what his background was.
So almost alarmingly, we didn't know much about him. Or, more importantly, where he was now.
The only place that you think he could be going would be traveling southbound from central Oregon to his grandfather's place in los angeles right away beckwith issued a bolo be on the lookout for laura and the 2008 silver nissan autama he was believed to be driving and then he activated the major crimes team called in dozens of investigators in town and out among those responding deschutes county Sheriff's Detective James McLaughlin, who had his own questions about the story Isabel Ponce had reported about her husband. He told his wife this crazy tale which might or might not be true.
May or may not be. There were a lot of things left out as far as details that we needed to know, law enforcement-wise, like how did it happen, where is she now? Where is Kaylee, that is? Was she lying in some ditch badly hurt? What exactly did Edwin Laura do to her? And how big a head start did he have? After all, Isabel hadn't seemed to be in a real rush to report any of this, driving from their home eight minutes away from the police department,

then waiting for who knows how long,

just sitting in the office,

waiting to speak to a sergeant.

So she could have been on the phone

and let people know in a heartbeat.

Yes.

You just told me this.

He's on the road.

Get him.

Absolutely.

She didn't.

She did not.

So there is an unknown period of time

in between his confession to her from when the actual report took place. It could have been a half hour, 45 minutes.
However, it could have also been an hour and a half, two hours. We just don't know.
You're on a manhunt now. We are.
Our goal was this. We are going to hunt for Edwin, Enoch, Laura as quickly and as fiercely as we can so that we can A, potentially locate Kaylee alive, and B, if we can't, that we can find her and that we can stop anyone else from being hurt.
And so began one of the largest manhunts in Oregon history.

But not so easy to find a man who doesn't want to be found

or to know what that man might do next.

Coming up, a mother's nightmare.

You hear about news stories about people stealing young women

and now I'm going to have to search for her, you know, being a sex slave. When Dateline continues.
By Monday afternoon, Kaylee Sawyer had been gone a day and a half, and the calculus was very grim. If Edwin Laura had told his wife the truth, Kayleigh might be dead.
But was he telling the truth, and was she? Or was Kayleigh still alive and injured, or alive and the captive of an armed and obviously dangerous fugitive? But having told them what she came to say, Isabel Ponce was no longer much help. I don't think he has a plan.
I don't think he knows what he's doing. I don't think he does.
Did you ping his phone? We pinged his phone immediately. And it initially pinged an Eagle Crest.
Eagle Crest is a resort about 10 minutes west of Redmond. But it must have been a false signal.
Didn't pan out. So we really didn't have a good idea of where he was or where he might go.
None of this, of course, could be shared with Kaylee's family. Not yet.
Not even with her mother, Julie, who was conducting a search of her own. My best friend and I went and made missing posters and started distributing those all throughout Bend.
Panicky day. Yeah.
And, you know, the whole time that you're doing this, you're checking your cell phone. Did you think maybe she'd been kidnapped or something? When I heard that she'd gone for a walk, you hear about news stories about people stealing young women and, you know.
She's a blonde, good-looking young woman. You never know.
Yeah, and so then now I'm going to have to search for her, you know, being a sex slave, you know, and that. It's just a pretty awful thing to come up with.
It is a very awful thing. We knew how hard the family was searching for Kaylee, how many friends and relatives and people that were out looking for her.
So, yeah, that was weighing on my mind and other investigators as well. And the major crimes team was growing by the hour.
Deschutes County District Attorney John Hummel. This was full-on every man and woman in every law enforcement agency in Deschutes County and also Crook and Jefferson Counties with the Oregon State Police Department as well, putting all resources into it.
We needed to find Kaylee because we thought she may, may still be alive. Edwin Laura was the key.
So again, they asked his wife, where could he be? Did you ask her whether he knew other people around town that he might, you know, hide with or something like that? Yes, I did. She told me that there would be no place for him to go in town or close or anywhere in Oregon for that matter.
No place at all, she said. No family to run to, no one.
And then a bit later, one of the investigators Beckwith had called in, remembered something. Laura did, in fact, have family in the area.
Police had once arrested his stepfather. And that's how the investigator knew that the stepfather lived five minutes from the police department and also only five minutes from Laura's house.
What do you know? And his wife, the police officer, basically led you away from that. She definitely didn't lead us directly to that place, that's for sure.
And there, lo and behold, just two blocks from his parents' house, detectives found Edwin Laura's getaway car, his 2008 Nissan Ultima, abandoned. A SWAT team was assembled, went to his parents' door.
Was he at his parents' house? He was not at his parents' house. And from the parents? There wasn't much detail, if any, only that he had come by, that he had asked for some money.
They had no idea where he was, where he had gone, that there was any trouble at all. That was the initial interview.
They gave no credible information for us to use. Did they tell the officer that they'd given him a car to use? No.
That doesn't make it easy to find a person. No, it's typical, but no, it does not.
Maybe there'd be something at Laura's house, some clue to what made him tick or to where he

might have gone. Detective McLaughlin got a search warrant, headed over there, went inside.
But nothing could have prepared him for what he would discover. A horrifying journey into the heart of darkness.

Coming up, two discoveries at Edwin Lara's home.

One surprising. journey into the heart of darkness.
Coming up, two discoveries at Edwin Lara's home.

One surprising. There were things that were written on certain pages, certain scriptures.

The other horrifying. This is not a good sign at all.
It is not. Two massive searches were in full force across central Oregon late that Monday in July 2016.
In neither case did the searchers have all the facts. Katie Sawyer's family got word out every which way they could.

Posters, Facebook.

Within less than 24 hours, there was 10,000 shares of Kaylee's missing picture.

Wow.

There wasn't a spot in downtown Bend or, you know, Redmond that you could go

that you didn't see Kaylee's missing picture. We had people call and said, I just canceled everything for the week.
What do you need? Kaylee's family did not know what this police officer had told detectives. He said something that he hit her with the car and then he panicked.
Did not know that this security company car with the missing flyer attached was the very one Edwin Laurel was driving when, as he told his wife, he ran into Kaylee. But was she dead or alive? It was most certainly, said DA John Hummel, a race against time.
I was holding on to hope and every officer was holding on to hope that she might be clinging

to life. And if we could find her, we could race her to help and bring her back from the point of no return.
And as they searched for her, they searched also for him, for answers. Detective Beckwith struggled to contain his outrage that a security guard at Central Oregon Community College, a wannabe cop would cut and run.

How do you wrap your mind around the idea that somebody in that level of trust would do such a thing? I don't think you can wrap your mind away around that. By now, the major crimes team had grown to more than 30 investigators, one of whom was Detective James McLaughlin, about to be sent to conduct a search of Edwin Laura's home.
I would like to see what makes this person tick. And it just happened, coincidence really, that McLaughlin was a former pastor, which was about to matter a lot.
We go through the house and I'm immediately drawn to a music room. There's pictures of Edwin and Isabel inside.
Various musical instruments. They found YouTube videos, Laura singing love songs.
But also in here was evidence that Laura was a member of his church's worship team. And here on Laura's bedside table was a well-worn Bible.
You've preached from a Bible. I have.
And so you know what a used Bible looks like. There were things that were written on certain pages, certain scriptures.
So I believed at this point in time that, you know, this is one of the focal points of his life. And when the detective found evidence in a note that Laurel was tithing, giving 10% of his income to the church, he began thinking several steps ahead.
What did you think as you're looking at that Bible and you see that he is clearly highly engaged in his religion and his commitment to it? My first thought is I'm here for some kind of reason, and I believe that unless this is a complete farce, that there's a hook there. And I'm looking for a hook through that house.
I want a hook. If there is anybody who could use that hook, it's you.
And I believe that. That was my initial thought, is that I can use this.
Something going on with that man. He's feeding something else, and I'm just wondering what that something else is.
Maybe they'd find it in the backyard shed. Isabel had told detectives Edwin Laura had left some things there.
Would it reveal anything about what happened or where Kaylee was? McLaughlin opened the door and this did not look good. What did you find in there? So inside the shed, there was a trash bag.
Inside that trash bag, there was a green purse. That green purse had a large amount of cast-off and bloodstain on it.
Inside the purse, Kaylee Sawyer's passport. And there were the shoes she'd put on before the bachelorette party Saturday night.

But then, there it was, like a punch in the gut.

There's also a large rock that was very sharp.

Half of it, at least, was saturated in dried blood.

A murder weapon had to be.

This is not a good sign at all.

It is not. Kaylee Sawyer was not a victim of a hit and run, no.
It was much more than that. And in that moment, faint hope died.
I believe that she was dead. This was a murder.
This wasn't any accident. This was definitely not an accident.
It was definitely a murder. But if that wasn't horrifying enough, there was one more thing in that shed.
This. It was a poster board for a criminal justice class Laura had taken at the community college.
A project on serial killers. He had a fascination with serial killers.
And so you naturally ask, well, why? Are you a serial killer? And if that was a real question, then what were your fears of what could happen? I had very, very real fears that he was going to abduct and that he was going to harm someone else. I knew he had a firearm.
I knew clearly at this point in time, this man is willing to commit murder. This man is willing to do heinous, unspeakable things.
Detective McLaughlin had no idea then how right his instincts would be. Coming up, a young woman alone with an unexpected visitor.
He unlocked the door and sat in the car really fast, and he had a gun just pointing it at me. I didn't think I was going to live another day.
I didn't think I was even going to see the moon that night. When Dateline continues.
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It was late, past midnight, when they broke into the farmhouse.

Never in a million years would you think that you'd see your parents' house taped off by that

Thank you. It was late, past midnight, when they broke into the farmhouse.
Never in a million years would you think that you'd see your parents' house taped off by that yellow tape. Wrong.
And they said, you remember being killed? They left behind a wall of blood and a clue that took a case of double murder on a long, strange trip. She looked at me and she said, I'm screwed.
Murder in the Moonlight, a new podcast from Dateline. Listen to all episodes now, wherever you get your podcasts.
Returning to our story. There was panic.
Young Kaylee Sawyer was missing, taken by a wannabe cop. He had a fascination with serial killers.
By now, police are certain Kaylee is dead. There's also a large rock.
Half of it at least was saturated in dried blood. This is not a good sign at all.
It is not. And this killer wasn't done.
It kind of felt like that. They're probably going to find my body in a ditch somewhere.
Unless cops could find him first. And suddenly, there he was.
Hi everybody, I just want to say that I apologize for everything I've done. Now, new twists in this hair-raising story.
Hang on a second, you've got to explain that to me a little bit. What are you suggesting? Here again is Keith Morrison.

Monday evening. Hang on a second.
You've got to explain that to me a little bit. What are you suggesting? Here again is Keith Morrison.

Monday evening, late now, 48 hours after Kaylee Sawyer vanished.

Kaylee's friends and family had scoured the streets and alleys and woodlots around Bend, Oregon,

and found no sign of her anywhere.

I told my husband, I'm not stupid. I know she's not with us anymore.
And I know that the police know something. And I just need them to tell me.
About five minutes later, there was a knock on the door. That's when they told her what they'd found, that Kaylee was dead, and the guy named Edwin Laura was on the run.
And now detectives worried what or who was next. I'm looking at a desperate man, and anything can happen at this point in time is my thought.
Anything can happen. Oh, it would.
9 p.m., 130 miles northwest of Bend in the capital city of Salem, Oregon. A 19-year-old saleswoman named Andrea Mays was walking to her car, tired at the end of her double shift at the Ross Dress for Less.
I was supposed to leave like in the middle of the afternoon, but I decided to stay and cover someone's shift. As she got in her car, she got out her phone and snapped a selfie.
It was just a long day. I was on my Snapchat, just took a picture of like working the double shift that's when she saw him i just in the corner of my eye somebody reaching into her window that's when he unlocked the door and sat in the car really fast and he had a big backpack with him and he had a gun just pointing it at me she flinched had to be a prank she.
I was really confused because at first I thought it was someone I knew. But then she saw this wild look.
It just happened all so fast. Then I saw his face and I was like, what are you doing? And then he started yelling at me.
Where was the gun? It was just in between him and his backpack. He just had his backpack on his lap and then he had had his gun, like, hiding it, just pointing it at me.
What did he say to you about the gun? He didn't say anything. He just kept it pointing at me until I started driving.
And then Andrea started laughing. Had to be a prank.
And that's when he got really upset, and he put the gun on my thigh, and he had told me, he's like, do you think this is a game? Do you think this is a joke? Because I will shoot you. I'm not joking.
Her body reacted then almost before her mind. What does it feel like? Just this whole part of my face into my ears was like numb and burning hot and red.
And I remember I was just gripping the steering wheel so hard. I wasn't even crying at this point yet because it was just so unreal to me.
He told her he'd killed a girl in Bend. Made her look as she drove at the stories about Kaylee on her phone.
How did you not become hysterical? I don't know. In my head, I just kept thinking, it'll end soon.
Maybe he'll just leave or maybe he'll just find another car. She thought about her family.
Would she ever see them again? Was he going to kill her? And then somehow it occurred to her. Her car had an oil leak.
If she made him believe it was worse than it was, would he let her go? I kept telling him, it's not going to make it. You just need to find a different car, find somebody else, because I can't help you.
And he kept telling me, we'll figure it out. We'll just keep adding oil.
And so they did. Stopped at a service station.
And then a McDonald's where he kept her hostage while he bought food. It was the most frustrating feeling ever knowing that I probably talked to maybe five people while he had me captive and nobody even suspected a thing.
Were you trying to make them understand what was going on? I wanted to, but he had told me that if I even made eye contact with anybody, he would shoot them, he would shoot me, that he didn't care. He had nothing to lose.
And so again, she drove. He held the gun.
And a strange thing happened. There was a couple of times where I really thought, like, I wasn't going to go home ever.
I wasn't going to see my family. So when I would feel like that in those times, I was just in a, like, I don't care attitude.
And I would snap at him. I would say things.
Instead of crying or getting terribly upset, you'd get mad. Yeah.
Huh. He would ask me things about my personal life, and I would just shut him down and tell him, no, I'm not going to tell you that.
This is the guy who's got the gun pointed at you. Yeah.
I could have put my life in a lot of risky positions, but at the time I just stopped caring a little bit. What do you mean, stop caring? Like, I'm dead anyway? I might as well.
Yeah, it kind of felt like that. I'm probably not going to go home.

I'm probably never going to see anybody again.

They're probably going to find my body in a ditch somewhere or find me dead in a motel or something.

And sure enough, 90 miles down the interstate, he told her,

we're stopping.

They pulled up to a motel.

The Relax Inn. Here he is on surveillance video keeping an eye on Andrea while he checks in.
Once inside their room, he handcuffed her. He took a shower, told her, now it's your turn.
In my head I thought I'd rather die than shower in front of you. And so I told him no.
And he got really mad and threatened me. And I told him, I don't care what you do to me at this point, because that would be honestly worse than dying, is to shower in front of you.
I would rather die. What did you do? Did you have a thought, maybe I could make a break for it here while he's in the shower or anything? Yeah, it's kind of silly.
I mean, I've watched Criminal Minds and Law and Orders. They're my favorite shows.
I was handcuffed the whole time in there, so a couple of times I thought I could probably just put the handcuffs around his neck and, you know, maybe make him pass out or something to give me enough time to run or drive away. But then the thoughts would come into my head, well, it could go really bad if I'm not strong enough to do that, and he's the one with the gun.
He moved her, handcuffed her to the bed, forced her to take a sleeping pill, put his face down beside hers. He, like, licked my ear.
I remember that. I just started crying again.
I was freaking out, because I had never been in a position like that. I didn't really know what to do.
He was, she knew, about to rape her. And just then, the alarm on her phone went off.
I don't even know what that alarm was for, but that alarm probably saved my life because he saw it and was like, what's this,

what does that mean? And then I don't know where I got the idea, but I was like, that's my timer.

I have to take medicine every day. And he was like, for what? And I was like, well, I have an STD.

And he was like, you have a what? And I was like, I have an STD and I've been living with it and I

have to take medicine every day. She didn't.
But did you think if I tell him that he won't

Thank you. like, you have a what? And I was like, I have an STD and I've been living with it and I have to take medicine every day.
She didn't. But did you think if I tell him that he won't want to rape me? Yeah.
And you were right. Yeah.
Then the kidnapper's phone rang. It was summoned from his family saying the cops were after him.
He put on a bulletproof vest, announced they were leaving. And as Andrea's car sputtered down the highway, in the pitch dark, far from any town or help, Laura frightened her with a fake story that he came from a family of rapists and murderers, known criminals.
He had started telling me that we're going to Los Angeles, that he has family there. I didn't think I was going to live another day.
I didn't think I was even going to see the moon that night. And oh, it would get worse.
Though, when it did... I didn't see anything.
It just, my whole head just went black. Coming up, a shooting.

A gun just went off.

Another kidnapping.

He's like, you just need to drive.

You just need to get me out of here.

And a Facebook message from a killer. And I just want to let family member, Andrea, that she's fine and she will be fine.
The morning sun lit up the sky over Mount Shasta as dawn arrived in Northern California. It was Tuesday, 52 hours after Kaylee disappeared.
Andrea Mays and her kidnapper, Edwin Laura, had been on the road eight hours, and her car was overheating. And he told me, we're going to have to get a new car.
This one's not going to make it. 5 a.m., Laura pulled off the road in Wairica, California, at this Super 8 motel, where he saw a man unloading his car, checking into his room.
He grabbed Andrea, dragged her along, and burst in on the man. And that's what had happened.
The guy was like, you guys have the wrong room. You need to leave.
And Edwin, he's like, we just need your car. We're not going to hurt you.
We just need to get out of here. And the guy was like, no, help, help.
And what happened? Then that's when he told him to stop yelling. And he told him if he didn't stop that he would kill him.
And the man just didn't stop yelling. He just kept yelling for help.
And then the gun just went off. And everything just kind of went black in my head.
The man clutched his stomach, went down. And all I remember was my ears were ringing really loud, and I was just being pulled out of the room.
They ran, Laura pulling Andrea with him. And then I'm, like, thinking, well, I just seen him shoot someone in front of me.
What's to stop him from shooting me in the back on my way to the car? And I was just scared. I didn't know what to do.
And so all I saw ahead of me was just a gas station, and that's where he was running to. Here, the mobile station, somebody was gassing up.
In the car, an older woman and two young men, one behind the wheel. Laura jumped in, pulled Andrea in too.
He's like, you just need to drive, you just need to get me out of here. He had the gun out, pointing it at them.
Yeah, he was pointing it at the driver at the time. And so the grandma was still freaking out.
She was screaming and he kept telling them, like, you need to shut her up or I will. I'll kill her if you guys don't make her stop.
He slammed the doors, took off. Behind them, someone called 911.
EMTs arrived just in time to save the life of the man Laura shot. While in the car, the older woman was hysterical.
She just really didn't understand what was going on. I mean, who would? Laura took their cell phones, made Andrea throw them out the window.
I was just trying to throw them as hard as I could to the grass to make sure that they wouldn't, like, break so maybe they could pinpoint where we were going or something. And then, 30 miles down the road, he suddenly stomped.
And he's like, okay, you guys just all get out. That is all but Andrea, who, as she watched them leave, saw that one of them still had a cell phone.
I think it was one of the boys who was smart enough to just keep it. Out of the car, the boy called 911.
Well, Laura, unaware of what the boy was doing, kept driving. He was going like 120 at that time now.
And he was just zooming in and out of cars, honking at people, just driving reckless and crazy. So how did you understand that somebody was following you? I didn't.
It was just him that kept saying, oh there's a helicopter that's following me, they know where I'm going and I I think he was just paranoid. Did you see the helicopter?

I didn't. And a couple of times he could even hear it, I guess,

and he would tell me, do you hear it? Where's the helicopter?

And I would look and there would be nothing there.

Paranoid.

But before long, they heard the sirens.

Saw the highway patrol cars behind them.

Here's the dash cam video. They're approaching Thomas R video.
But even then, screaming down the freeway, Laura made phone calls to his family and recorded this on Andrea's phone. Hi, everybody.
I just want to say that I apologize for everything I've done. Most likely I'm going to get caught.

And, um, sorry about that girl.

About that girl in Central Oregon.

And I just want to let family members, um, Andrea, that she's fine.

And she will be fine because, uh, so far she's far she's been doing what I've been going to do. You know, and if you guys are wondering if I have done dirty things to her, no.
Alright, I'm not that kind of guy. You know, I just...
I used to kill that other girl, you know, and I regret it. I regret killing her.
You know, she's kept screaming and I have to silence her forever. So the cops said, not to shoot us, because if they shoot us, then that's not my fault.
Sorry, everybody. Bye.
And just here, Andrea made the last in a series of remarkable decisions. Decisions that very likely saved her life and certainly saved her family anguish.
And so he wanted me to post that to my Facebook and share it with everybody. And I remember, I think he had me caption it, crazy murder on the loose or something to that effect.
And I kept telling him like, I have a lot of people. I don't want to see this because he did record me in that video a couple of times.
And I didn't want teachers or pastors and friends and people to see that. They'd be terrified for you.
So vulnerable, yeah. So I just changed the setting on the post to just only me to see it.
So it looked like it really did post, but only I could see it. He was threatening to kill me if I didn't post it.
Obviously I was a mess and just crying and I was freaking out, thinking, is this going to end or is this going to keep going? Because he wasn't pulling over at this point. There was like maybe five or more cop cars that were on our tail just following him with their lights.
That would be one of the most dangerous moments for you. Yeah, I was.
Murder-suicide comes to mind. Yeah, I kind of felt like I was stuck in the crossfire a little bit, just in the middle of everything.
It was at this very moment, 6.40 a.m., when Edwin Laura called 911. 911, emergency reporting.
Yes, hi. What's your name is Andrea.
What's your last name? I'll let her give her a last name if you can call her family, okay? Hello? Yeah, hi. What's your name? Andrea.
Okay, are you hurt at all, Andrea? No. Then, sounding a little sorry for himself, Laura started bargaining.
I want to ask you a favor. Uh-huh.
So I have asthma. You have asthma? Okay.
Yeah, so you tell them not to be too rough on me because, you know, I can't breathe right now.

You want me to throw my gun out of the window right now?

No, no, no, no.

Don't do that right now.

All right.

I just want you to stop safely.

I can just give it to Andrea and see if she wants to kill me.

No, no, no.

Finally, just before 7 a.m.

Don't keep them chasing you. Just pull over pull over yeah i'll pull over right now okay i'll let you talk to andrea okay i just don't hang up i'm not hello yeah hi andrea are you okay you don't need any medical anything no he is stopping Get your hands up! Can you see? You don't need any medical or anything? No.
He is stopping? Mm-hmm.

Get your hands up! Can you see? Do they have him in custody already? They're putting the cuffs on him right now. Putting the cuffs on him? I'm going to hang up and just get out and you walk backwards towards him with your hands up, okay? Okay.
But it still wasn't over for Andrea. She was arrested, too, and it was hours before detectives from Oregon arrived and explained that Andrea was the innocent one, a victim.
And then two more things happened in this remote California police station. First, a horrifying story, a confession about what that man did to Kaylee Sawyer.

And then, quiet and unnoticed, an extreme complication.

Coming up, a brave young woman's battle.

He said she began coming to and tried to fight.

She was trying to turn emergency lights on, trying to grab the radio, trying to honk the horn, anything that she could do because she knew. And an odd request from a killer.
It was shocking to me to hear him say that. When Dateline continues.

Redloff, California, Tuesday, Tehama County Jail.

After a three-day two-state crime spree, killing, kidnapping, shooting, carjacking, manhunt, high-speed chase... Get your hands up! ...and finally surrender.
That's fine. Edwin Lara seemed eager to talk to the detectives who'd just arrived from Oregon.
We were informed, actually, as we were walking into the jail that he's been asking for you, been waiting for you. The question was, what would he say? But as the detectives soon learned, a better question might be, what wouldn't, Laura said.
My name is Sergeant Beckwith. I'm Matt.
I shouldn't introduce myself because he has nothing. I'm sure you guys already know who I am.
There's a really, really strong hint of arrogance and ego behind that statement. And right away it was obvious.
Laura seemed to be enjoying his new role as notorious criminal. Well, all I got to say is that I want to go home.
I'm going to do everything possible to go home. Yes, sir.
And home meaning Oregon? Yes. But first things first, the detectives implored, where was Kaylee Sawyer? We have not been able to find Kaylee's body.

Can you please help me find her body immediately before we start talking about anything else?

Oh.

The reason why I'm asking you that is I've done this a bunch of times.

I want to tell you where the body is.

And so Laura went to work, drawing a crude map.

26 Highway. That's going towards St.
Hunt. He dumped her along a highway, he said, 10 miles outside of Redmond.
There's a mailbox right here. Really?

1-8700- Their colleagues back in Oregon found the car he'd taken from his parents. And the note inside, on which he'd written repeatedly, 18700.
Had he been toying with them? Playing games? A wannabe cop who left the call signal for homicide in a note. Is that an address or is it just a message or what the hell is it? And that's exactly what we're thinking.
That is something that he spent time developing and looking for. And it just so happened to fit his desire to hide her body, but hide it in a way that he's not hiding his body of work from the public.
He wants it seen eventually.

Detective Beckwith got on the phone to Oregon.

He said it's directly across from the scene.

He walks on the south side of the highway.

They went to look.

And just like that.

It's about five minutes after that that we locate Kaylee.

Here is where she was, a ravine just off the highway. And Kaylee Sawyer's family got the call they dreaded.
The last time I got to kiss my baby girl on the forehead was through a black body bag. We asked when we can see her identify their body and they would not let us see her.
Their words were, you cannot see her because she's unrecognizable. Unrecognizable is the haunting word.
How do you accept that? Kaylee's mom couldn't bring herself to visit the morgue. I just knew that if I went,

I might climb up on that table with her

and not leave.

Back in jail with the detectives,

Laura seemed pleased to have an audience

and had decided to reveal more and worse.

Like the reason why Kaylee's body was unrecognizable. He was in his cruiser, he told them, at Central Oregon Community College.
The cruiser that looked just like a real police car. In a uniform that made him look just like a real policeman.
And along came Kaylee Sawyer, after that argument with her boyfriend. I turned and, I mean, I didn't hit her that hard.
He's bumper with the patrol car. An accident? That's what he told his wife, Isabel, the morning he left, and what he claimed in the note he left behind in his car.
He kind of stuck to that hitter with the car story for a little bit. You knew it wasn't true.
We knew it wasn't true, and it was easy to get past that. How? Well, remember Detective McLaughlin, the former pastor, had searched Laura's home the previous day and found his Bible and evidence of his apparent devotion to his church, the hook he now could see for this very moment.
I was in your house. I saw the Bible.
I know you thumbed through it a lot. I see that you've tithed for months consecutively.
He appealed to Laura the way a pastor would, with Psalm 24, clean hands and a pure heart. I said, do you clean one hand when you wash your hands, or do you clean them both? Well, both.
Okay, so now's your time to tell me the real story, because what you just said didn't happen that way. And he begins to describe to my shock and, quite frankly, terror, listening to the things that he had done.
The truth, Laura said, was that when he saw Kaylee that night, he knew she was the one

he'd been looking for, and upwelled a familiar urge, his urge to kill a beautiful woman.

He saw her as a target the moment he laid eyes on her.

And so he cruised alongside Kaylee,

excited, stopped, got out of his cruiser in his cop-like uniform, trying extra hard to look safe, hiding his ugly intention. Mr.
Lara offered her a ride and she refused. She didn't want a ride from him.
So I panic and I just probably would have told him.

I told him, shut up, shut up, shut up.

Did she pass out?

In his words, he put her in the car.

He didn't open the door. She didn't get in willingly.

He put her in there.

What did he do to her then?

He took her cell phone from her.

He told us that he knew that he felt a sense of relief once he took her cell phone. She's completely under his control in a vehicle that she can't escape from.
Can't escape because the campus car had a security cage in the back seat, just like a real police car. Then, with Cayley unconscious, he drove up the hill to a secluded parking lot, B-12.

He said she began coming to and tried to fight.

She started to crawl through the plexiglass caged back seat.

She was trying to turn emergency lights on,

trying to grab the radio, trying to honk the horn,

anything that she could do to, because she knew.

So I growled to chuckle. And I was telling her, shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up.
She was struggling to scream. So I threw her down, and I hit the rock on the head.
The rock he saved and squirreled away like a trophy in his backyard shed. And he decides at that point that he does want to sexually assault her.
And he sexually assaults her there while she's dying. And drags her up behind a tree and finishes the job with the big 60, 70 pound rock.
And that's when. I think she died because I heard her breathing.
Her vast breath. Afterwards, he told them, he felt bad about what he did.
She looked a really nice girl. She didn't deserve what I did to her.
Laura's confession continued for six hours.

They asked if he wanted to call someone.

He said, could I call the media?

Like have a press conference about it or something?

I mean, what in heaven's name?

It was shocking to me to hear him say that.

He wanted the whole world to know.

He wanted the whole world to know.

Detectives believed they had him.

Nothing could have been further from the truth. Coming up, a question from a killer that could let him walk free.
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On Tuesday evening, they had a vigil. From all around Bend, people gathered, most of them silent, in disbelief.
They had planned this in hope as they searched. And during those two days, the whole town seemed to adopt Kaylee Sawyer, Ben's daughter, they took to calling her.
But now Ben's daughter was dead, and unbelievably, at the hands of a security guard at the local community college, Edwin Laura. I would have never been able to tell my daughter,

your monster, your boogeyman, will pull up alongside you in a car that looks like a police officer's car,

and he will get out, and he will be dressed like a police officer.

And instead of him coming to help you, he has come to harm you. Evil takes on many faces.
Sort of thing that gives a cop nightmares. You have to have wondered a lot what possess him to be so apparently devoutly religious and to want to be a cop and want to be a kind of an upstanding member of society, but at the same time, he had this stuff going on.
Yeah, I still wonder about that to this day. For him to go from no criminal history to the most severe criminal history in a matter of three days was alarming and is still alarming to me.
Well, does that make you think perhaps there are some other things in there that he got away with over the years? I believe so. I believe that if he's not a serial killer, he was on his way to being a serial killer.
So what to do with a man like Edwin Lauer, now charged with aggravated murder and kidnapping and other crimes? It was the DA, John Hummel's job, to decide. Good people can do bad things, and they will be ashamed, embarrassed, and it will eat them up until they die.
That's not Edwin Lara. That is not Edwin Lara.
He seems to be proud of what he did. So what seemed to you, then, to be the most appropriate charge, the most appropriate action to take against him? Well, this is a case that was eligible for the ultimate sentence.
It's a death penalty eligible case. Me, personally, I'm morally opposed to the death penalty.
But I was not elected by the voters of Deschutes County to impose my morals on our laws. In fact, the death penalty was a sentence that Edwin Laura himself feared.
And in that confession with Oregon detectives, he'd said he'd told his wife as much the day he made his getaway. I don't want to spend the rest of my life in terrible.
Yeah. I don't want to get death penalty out of that.
Before the DA made a decision, he and his staff spent weeks in meetings with law officers, Kaylee's family, defense attorneys. They assembled all available evidence.
They held a mini-mock trial, with his deputies arguing both for and against the pursuit of the death penalty. And then...
If the facts in this case did not warrant a sentence of death, then I, in essence, would have been saying that no crime ever in Deschutes County would be appropriate for the death penalty, and I decided to ask the jury to impose a sentence of death.

And so they prepared for trial.

They went over and over all that happened, minute by minute.

They interviewed and re-interviewed witnesses, poured over the physical evidence.

They examined in minute detail Laura's six-hour confession,

ensured he'd been read his rights.

You do have the right to remain silent? The detectives even went the extra mile and read Lara his consular rights. Though he was a permanent legal U.S.
resident, he was born in Honduras. You want us to notify the consular's office at this time? No.
It was quite a bit later they discovered one bit of video had been overlooked somehow. Didn't turn up for months? Mind you, it didn't exactly jump out.
What Laura said off camera, almost as an aside. My lawyer, I'm okay.
No, it's your right to request a lawyer. Okay.
So when you get your phone calls, you can request a lawyer. And that was it.
The moment passed. Laura, though entitled to phone calls, did not ask again and did not phone anyone.
So there was a hearing. The judge listened to that and other arguments from the defense, listened carefully to the prosecution, and tossed out Edwin Laura's confession, all of it, every word.
Wow, it had to be a bad day. It was.
It was so hard. It's hard to take, huh? Very hard to take.
And it's something we're going to live with, and we do live with, every day of our lives. Until the time they put me under the grass, I'm going to have a hard, you know, hollow heart.
Well, there was other evidence besides his confession, like Kaylee's purse and shoes and that rock covered in her blood all found in Laura's backyard shed, and Kaylee's blood inside Laura's security company car, and on her body, evidence that she fought hard to survive.

She left behind evidence that was incredibly damning.

She had his DNA under her fingernails.

So investigators encouraged the DA do not lose faith.

Push ahead.

You know, they said, you know, look, we got this.

Sure.

We can do it.

We have the evidence.

If we thought it was a death penalty case before, there's no reason to back down now. Except that everything changed again.
Coming up, a phone call with a killer. Hang on a second.
You've got to explain that to me a little bit. Well, what are you suggesting? And a time to heal.
I'm not a victim, I am a survivor. When Dateline continues.
She looked really nice girl. She didn't deserve what I did to her.
Edwin Laura told the whole story, held little if anything back. And not a word of it would be heard by any jury, any time.
Inadmissible. So as prosecutors prepared, even without that confession, to ask a jury to give Laura the death penalty, his defense team asked for a meeting with the DA, made an offer.
Laura would plead guilty and agree to a sentence of life without parole. But with Kaylee's family, go for that.
A retired judge sat down with Kaylee's mother and told her what a jury conviction her desired result would almost certainly mean. He explained to me what happens in a death penalty case and the appeals.
As long as he's living on death row, I would be too. Some choice.
Yeah. I would have had to show up to every appeal.
I would have had to be Kaylee's voice. And so family members stuffed down their grief and anger and said, make the deal.
On a January day in 2018, judgment day arrived for Edwin Laura.

The courtroom was packed, the first row filled shoulder to shoulder with members of the major crimes team.

Scattered in the gallery behind, Kaylee's large extended family and many friends.

Her boyfriend, Cam.

At the defendant's table, Edwin Laura. And finally, also in the courthouse that day, that young woman Laura was charged with kidnapping during his getaway, Andrea Mays.
This was the first time that I had seen him since everything happened. It was just hard even sitting there because I could see him trying to look over here.
There was something in the air that day. You have no idea how much irreversible damage this piece of s*** has done to my extended family.
And I'm going to fill his carcass full of lead. Pow! Finally, it was time for Edwin Laura to speak.
What could he say? Oh, boy. Someday, someday I would like to speak to whoever's willing to listen.
God Almighty, who are in heaven. But then, there was this.
I'll ask you, please, heal the hearts. All broken heart.
Papa Jim, quite thoroughly disgusted, stormed out of the courtroom. I ask you, please, heal the hearts of this family.
Felt like it was staged. And in retrospect, I wish I had the courage to stand up and tell him to turn around because all those people had to sit there and watch that happen, that show.
And make Katie so interested in peace. The death sentence, even if they carried it out, would have been too quick for him.
You know, he's going to die a lot slower death. After receiving his life sentence for Katie's murder, there was still the matter of what Laura did to Andrea Mays, How he'd hunted her, caught her, terrorized her, talked of his urge to kill.
It was like something out of a horror movie, which she endured, said one prosecutor. Sometimes it all overwhelmed her.
Tell me about the damage you went through, that it caused in your life. I distanced myself a lot from everybody, from my family, from friends, from church members, from my pastor.
There's days where I wake up and I just really don't want to talk to anybody. I don't want to do anything.
And so as she waited more than a year for her case to make its long, slow way through the legal system, Andrea fretted over whether or not to be in federal court when Laura was finally sentenced for kidnapping and terrorizing her, whether to face him, whether to say something. But then, last month at the courthouse in Eugene, Oregon, there she was.
I just didn't want to look back 10 years from now and just regret not coming or not saying anything. And so Andrea summoned up every ounce of courage she could and said her piece to his face.
No cameras in this courtroom. So she told us what she said to him in court.
I'm not a victim. I am a survivor.
I'm a warrior. I defeated him

and I am truly blessed. Now with this over today, I feel like I can really just move past it and move forward.
For his crimes against Andrea, a federal judge handed Laura another life prison sentence. Laura has also agreed to plead guilty to a host of California charges

related to his crime spree.

Now, you may recall that Laura, right after his capture,

asked if he could call the media and said at his Oregon sentencing...

Something I would like to speak to whoever's willing to listen.

An honest desire to explain? Hello? Edwin? Yes. We were skeptical.
So earlier this month, we called his bluff. I understand you've been wanting to tell your story for some time.
But was he serious about explaining himself? No. Instead, Laura floated a strange little conspiracy theory about his bank statements.
Yeah, I wish they would have gotten my statement, my bank statements, every time I stayed in Salem, Oregon. I wish they would have gotten that, but they never did.
Right now, I'm like frustrated when it comes down to that. You know, but at this point, I honestly don't have nothing to say.

Well, hang on a second.

You've got to explain that to me a little bit.

What are you suggesting?

Well, once they look into it, they'll be able to figure it out.

But figure out what?

There's a lot of things.

So right now, I don't have nothing to say.

Well, that's that. And with that, Laura's conversation with us was over.
Of course, we checked, and of course, his bank statements, like everything about him, have been examined in infinite detail, and the little charade in our phone call? Who knows why? Laura's wife, Isabel, by the way, who was never charged with any wrongdoing, filed for divorce, resigned from the Bend Police Department, and moved away. But it's not done, oh no.
Kaylee Sawyer's family has sued Central Oregon Community College, alleging it is responsible for Kaylee's death, since, among other things, it enabled Laura to impersonate a police officer. The college declined to comment on the pending lawsuit, but in court papers, it has denied liability.
We're going to go ahead and call the Senate Judiciary Committee to order. And this spring, Kaylee's family, Father Jamie...
This could have been anyone's daughter. And friends in public safety, including Oregon's Attorney General, have been pushing Kaylee's law in Oregon's legislature to make sure what happened to her won't happen to anyone else on a college campus.
The law would require campuses to conduct nationwide background checks on security officers, require campus security vehicles to have GPS and video systems similar to taxi cabs, and prohibit campus security vehicles from having red and blue lights or security cages like police cars. Like the car Edwin Laura used to kidnap and kill Kaylee in 2016.
We don't want to see other families experience the same tragedy of losing a loved one. Kaylee's law will be law within a month, as Oregon's Governor Kate Brown has said she will sign it when it reaches her desk.
In the height of their tragedy, Kaylee's family stepped up and said, we're going to make Oregon a better place. We're going to introduce legislation.
We're going to make sure that no young person has to go through what our daughter did. Perhaps there's a salve for the madness of such a terrible story.
Andrea has struck up her relationship with Kaylee's father, Jamie, and the family. It's been good for them, and good for her.
I think out of this whole messy, ugly thing, this was the good that came out of it, and we both kind of found each other and saw a light that we didn't know was there. Her ordeal with Edwin Laura did not leave her unscathed.
Far from it, these have certainly not been easy years for Andrea Mays. He tried to stop me.
He tried to break me, tried to ruin my life, and for almost two years I let it.

And now I'm realizing, you know, I'm stronger and smarter

and braver than I thought, and I'm glad.

Andrea has discovered something.

She is a powerful woman.

And for herself, and for the memory of that young woman they call Ben's daughter,

for Kaylee Sawyer, she prevails.

That's all for now. I'm Lester Holt.
Thanks for joining us.