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Learn more at troprice.com slash curiosity. It was February 23rd, 2021, when a series of police SUVs pulled up in the alley behind an apartment complex in Compton.
The sun had only just started to rise, casting this piercing neon glow over the buildings. An officer with the L.A.
County Sheriff's Department stepped out from one of the Ford expeditions and put on a white face mask. He walked past the dumpsters and through this narrow gated walkway.
It led to the apartment complex. Sneakers dangled from a telephone wire overhead.
There, on the dead grass between two buildings, was this blue and gray patterned rug. It was big, five feet wide by eight feet long.
And from a few steps back, it was hard to tell that there was anything underneath it. As the officer got closer, he put on a pair of blue latex gloves.
He lifted up a corner of the rug. And there, beneath it, was the body.
You have a 245. You're going to have a 245.
Hey, start keeping it off. You're going to have a 245, he said.
Police code for assault with a deadly weapon. Officers started cordoning off the area with yellow tape.
They wrapped it around palm trees and around the metal bars over apartment windows and around the basketball hoop on the concrete walkway. The apartment complex had become a crime scene.
Tenants began to wake up and mill about that morning, and officers shooed them away.

Oh, can't cross here right now, sorry.

Yeah, you gotta go that way.

Just roll away the trash.

No.

The Compton Fire Department showed up next.

One of the firefighters wore a blue hoodie over his uniform and carried a defibrillator.

Even he was spooked by what he saw when he approached the body.

Oh, shit, he said.

And then he wondered aloud what had happened.

Did he get shot?

Did he fall?

A female officer in a khaki uniform stood next to him.

She pointed out that there was a knife

lying next to the body.

It was a nine-inch Farberware steak knife,

like the kind you might have in your kitchen drawer. Oh, it was a knife.
Oh, shit. That's what appears to be obviously a lack of blood.
The condition of the body made the firefighter think it had been out there for a while. Yeah, you got rigor, avidity.
He put his defibrillator down with a sense of resignation. He seemed to accept what had been painfully apparent all along.
This was not a situation that called for resuscitation. It was one that required an investigation.
I'm Jen Swan. From iHeart Media, London Audio, and executive producer Paris Hilton, this is My Friend Daisy, episode two.
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It was early on a Tuesday morning, and he immediately knew what it meant. There had been a homicide, and he was about to be assigned to the case.
The way our office works is you're on call for two straight days, and depending on where you're at in what we call a lineup, you kind of know, hey, the phone rings, you're up next. Sanchez is a detective with the LA County Sheriff's Department.
He's got a buzz cut, and he's built like a football player. He actually used to be one in high school, in a suburb just east of Los Angeles.
His former coach is now his partner at the Homicide Bureau. Sanchez has been working for the L.A.
County Sheriff's Department for almost three decades. He didn't always think he'd end up a cop.
He was thinking civil engineer. Then he took a criminal justice class in college, and everything changed.
I got an A in the class and I was like, holy smokes.

It wasn't the only thing that drew him to the field.

My best friend at the time was a year or two older than me and he had just graduated from the Sheriff's Department Academy.

And I mean, he had a brand new car, he had a boat,

he had a jet ski and I was like, what's he doing that I'm not doing?

It didn't take long for him to get hired.

He logged hours working at the jails and on patrol,

which is where he realized he wanted to do something else.

He wanted to solve murders.

I had a lot of interactions with homicide investigators,

and I was just kind of like, wow, man, these guys, you know, these guys are the guys.

These are the top of the top, right?

He eventually landed the job.

And when he got this call about a homicide in Compton, he was still a rookie detective. It was February of 2021, and he'd only been working in the Bureau for eight months.
He didn't know Compton well at all. Initially, it was kind of like, we're going where? I grew up east of the 710.
I don't know many of that area west of the 710. So I know you'll hear about Compton, but I don't know the streets.
Like Long Beach goes through Compton? I don't know. Sanchez got in his car and typed the address of the crime scene into his GPS.
As he sat in morning rush hour, he mulled over the scenario he'd been briefed on. A body had been possibly literally swept under a rug.

There was no identifying information found nearby. No wallet, no ID, no cell phone.
So in my mind, I'm thinking, well, could this be a body dump? Right? Could this individual have been harmed, murdered somewhere else, and then their body disposed of there? A body dump. It was the signature move of the so-called Grimm Sleeper, the serial killer who, for decades, stalked South Los Angeles, a collection of neighborhoods, some of which border Compton.
He preyed upon poor women of color, sex workers, drug users, people whose absences almost surely wouldn't get the attention they deserved. And he left their bodies thrown in dumpsters and alleys.
Before Sanchez and his partner arrived at the apartment complex, the sheriffs who were already there tried to find out as much as they could. I obtained body camera footage of the crime scene.
One of the videos shows a female officer walking up to a group of residents gathered on the other side of the police tape. Does this lady look familiar to any of you guys? Do you guys know this woman? Huh? Huh? This is a woman? Oh, she was crazy.
I couldn't see her face. She was facing down.
If you didn't catch that, the officer asked if the lady looked familiar to anyone, meaning the lady who had been found dead. One of the residents was clearly confused by this new information.
It's a woman, he said. Another officer tried a different line of questioning.
Did you guys hear anything last night or anything? No.

No. No.

The officer pivoted.

He looked up at one of the boxy, oatmeal-colored apartment buildings

and pointed to a surveillance camera mounted overhead.

Do you guys know, obviously, these cameras here,

do you guys know they're activated or not?

Yeah, they are.

Who would be, who would I talk to about the camera?

Who?

Yeah, who?

Oh, he lives on top?

Yeah.

The officer walked up the steps to the second floor apartment where the camera was mounted.

He banged on the metal door with his flashlight.

When it opened, there was a guy in a blue beanie, a green army jacket, and black Adidas track pants.

Hey, how's it going, man?

I have a question, man.

Thank you. flashlight.
When it opened, there was a guy in a blue beanie, a green army jacket, and black Adidas track pants. It's a little hard to make out what they're saying, but the guy in the blue beanie, the guy who answered the door, he said he'd have to ask his brother-in-law about the surveillance footage.
And in the meantime, he had a question of his own. Approximately how long do you think the body has been out? I don't know.
I stepped out like at 2 in the morning and smoked a cigarette. You were around there? No, I was going to smoke my cigarettes right there, like by the basketball court.
You didn't hear anything? No, at that time I didn't. The officer continued knocking on doors.

Each time he knocked, he got the same answer.

Nobody had heard or seen anything. are not connected to you guys? No.
The manager knows that you're not connected. Okay.
Yesterday, you guys didn't hear anything? No. No.
No one seemed to have any intel. The officer realized he needed to widen his search.
So he drove to the residential street behind the apartment complex. He double-parked in front of a one-story house painted green.
Kids' toys sprinkled the driveway. A small black chihuahua barked incessantly from inside the house.
Hey, how's it going, sir? Hey, sorry to disturb you, sir. I have a question.
We have cameras, but it only gets to the inside of the yard. You think he'll bite it, though? The officer waited outside while the resident went to get his phone.
He showed it to the officer, saying there's no view of the alley. All right, so if you...
The whole alley is blocked off right now. We have something happening last night, so we're trying to...
So you won't be able to go that way, okay? Dead body back there, man? Something like that, around that nature. Yeah, so we're just trying to, that's why we're trying to investigate.
Is there a dead body back there, man? The guy said. Something around that nature, the officer replied.
And then talk turned to politics. The guy blamed the DA at the time for releasing people from jail.
Two weeks ago, they were killing people. I thought, oh, there we go again.

Yeah, it's starting to get back to how it was, you know?

After everybody getting released, no?

Yeah.

Yeah, it's releasing everyone, man.

At another house down the street,

the officer unlatched a white metal gate and walked up the driveway to the front door.

Hey, ma'am, how's it going?

Hey, sorry to bother you.

I'm Deputy Aris.

I work with Compensation

with LA County Sheriff's Department. I have a question, ma'am.
Do you have cameras in the back of your residence? Again, he was met with the same one-word answers.

No.

No.

No.

No. Did you hear anything by any time, any noise yesterday, like, going on back there?

Like yesterday around midnight, around that time, any screaming or anything?

No.

Seems like always something happening back there.

Okay.

Just to verify, ma'am, all you say.

It's been going on for years.

For years, right?

It's pretty chaotic there. It's difficult to hear, but she said, there's always something happening back there.
This has been going on for years. It's unclear what exactly the this is that she said was happening for years.
Gang violence, maybe? The kind of violence that is sometimes seen as constant in this area. The kind of violence that fills the chyrons of local TV news shows.
Our top story at five, a toddler is shot on the streets of Compton. He and his mother were in a car when a gang shootout.
Sheriff's detectives are investigating a double murder tonight after two young men were shot to death in Compton Park late last night. And now deputies are looking for the killer.
The crime scene that morning resulted in a headline of its own, Woman Found Stabbed and Beaten to Death in Compton. The article appeared in the LA Times.
It said that deputies found the body of a, quote, Latina who had died from blunt trauma and stab wounds. The article said that authorities were still trying to figure out whether she'd been robbed or sexually assaulted prior to her death,

and that they had no leads on a suspect. It included a short statement from an L.A.
County Sheriff's Department spokesperson. He said, she's Jane Doe right now.
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The game starts here. When detectives arrived on the scene, the first person they wanted to speak with was the person who found the body.
Jose Tejas, the building manager. He was the one who called 911 earlier that morning.
You have a what? Dead man. A dead man in your building? But like his tenants, Jose didn't know much.
He didn't think he knew who the victim was, and he definitely didn't think they lived in the building. He told the detectives that there were sex workers who sometimes worked in the alley behind the apartments.
And he suggested that maybe the victim could have been one of them. But Jose had another hunch, this feeling that compelled him to make a phone call, to do some investigative work of his own.
Maybe it was an apartment manager's intuition, the kind of instinct you develop when it's your job to know everyone else's business. Whatever it was, he decided he needed to reach out to one of his tenants, Juan de la O, Daisy's grandfather.
Jose said, Hey Juan, you got all your family in your house? I'm calling at that time. He said, yeah, everybody here.
Everything normal. Are you sure? Yeah, I'm sure.
At this point, Juan already knew that something horrific had happened. He'd walked past the crime scene that morning while trying to leave for work.
He couldn't get to his car because the police tape was blocking the parking lot. He shuddered.
It looked to him like the body of a young person lying there on the ground. In his mind, it must have gone somewhere dark, because he went back inside and asked a family member, Where's Daisy? Did she come home last night? Around the same time, Wendy Valdivia was in her car.
She was on her way to take her two chihuahuas to the park. Wendy was in her early 30s with long, dark blonde hair.
And as she drove past her mother's apartment complex, she noticed yellow tape surrounding it. So I called my mom.
I was like, hey, mom, what's going on? She's like, oh, nothing. What happened? I was like, there's yellow tape and cops outside.
And she's like, well, I didn't hear anything. I was like, are you sure? Like, no shooting, nothing? She's like, no.
I'm like, oh, okay. So Wendy kept driving.
She figured that whatever was going on, it was nothing serious. But on her way home from the dog park, she decided to pull over and flag down a police officer.
What's going on? She asked. They were like, oh, well, it's just, I think somebody was killed here, but we don't know.
We're trying to, like, figure out what happened with the person. This, as you might imagine, was not the most comforting answer.
They said it was like an older woman, like in their 40s, that wore glasses. So they described like a lady that lived in the third building type of thing.
So I'm like, oh man, I was like, I hope it's not her. Wendy used to live in this building.
She moved out just a year earlier, and she still knew a lot of the people who lived there. She pictured a former neighbor who fit the officer's description, and she

immediately began imagining the worst. So when they said that, I was like, oh my God, what happened to her? I wonder if somebody came, if they raped her, if they killed her there, what was going on? I was so confused.
She went over to her mother's first floor apartment. That's where her 13-year-old son, Jeffrey, had spent the night.
And the room where he slept was located directly next to the area where the body had been found. And he was like, well, I heard like somebody like moving something outside, but I didn't pay much attention.
So I'm like, oh, OK. So I left it at that.
Now, it might seem odd that Jeffrey didn't pay much attention to the noises outside. But when I asked Wendy about this, she told me that the boulevard nearby was frequented by sex workers.
And I think what she was getting at was that sometimes if you hear other people's business, you just have to tune it out, close the window, shut your eyes. It wasn't something you got involved in or tried to listen to, especially if you were a kid.
Before long, there was a knock on Wendy's mother's door. It was a police officer, and he had an update.
He now believed that the person who had been murdered was a younger girl, not a woman in her 40s. Wendy immediately thought of her mom's upstairs neighbor, Daisy.
I remember she has like a little blonde or blue strand of hair in her bangs. And I also told the sheriffs, I was like, well, you know, she has green eyes.
Wendy had known Daisy ever since Daisy was little. Daisy and her brothers had grown up alongside Jeffrey and his sisters.
They all used to play together at the apartment complex. Wendy asked Jeffrey if he'd seen Daisy the night before.
It turned out he had. He'd been over at his cousin's apartment on the other side of the complex.
They'd been playing video games. Call of Duty was Jeffrey's favorite.
A little after 11.30 p.m., Jeffrey headed back to his grandmother's apartment. And that's when he spotted Daisy.
She looked like she was lying down on her side, taking a nap in the grassy area between two apartment buildings. Someone was standing over her, pacing back and forth around her body.
Now, this sounds really ominous, but in the moment, Jeffrey didn't think anything of it. Besides, it wasn't really his business.
He understood that staying out of other people's business could mean staying out of trouble, especially in a neighborhood where trouble could sometimes feel inevitable. When the police heard about what Jeffrey had seen, they wanted him to answer some questions.
They also wanted him to do something else, something Wendy was unsettled by. They wanted him to go look at the body and see if he could identify it.
It was hard because I was like, why can't I do it? Because I think I offered, like, why can't I do it? Like, I know her. But the police were insistent.

They wanted Jeffrey to do it.

He was the one who had seen Daisy the night before.

Wendy thought about it.

And she reluctantly agreed.

If Jeffrey could help solve the mystery of who this person was,

if he could lend a name and an identity,

some humanity to this Jane Doe, then it would be worth it. Jeffrey walked out of his grandmother's apartment and ducked under the yellow police tape.
He looked down at the body that had been lying there for hours. And in that moment, he gave the confirmation police were looking for.

Afterward, he was quiet, stoic, like a boy changed by what he had seen. I think he was in shock at the moment because he didn't say much.
He didn't say much. I remember him just telling me like, oh, you know what, Mom? It is Daisy.
After hours of uncertainty, the police were finally able to identify the body. As Sanchez put it, it was all because of Jeffrey.
That kid's amazing. I mean, that kid, if he hadn't come forward when he did, she would have been a Jane Doe, right, until she would have been, she would have been identified by the coroner's office.

That kid deserves a lot of credit.

Daisy De La O was not a Jane Doe.

And this was not a, quote, potty dump.

Daisy lived there. She had been with her family just the night before.
And her family? They still didn't know anything was wrong. Susanna Salas was at work at a food manufacturing warehouse when she got a phone call.
The voice on the other end said he was a detective with the LA County Sheriff's Department. He wanted to know when was the last time Susie had seen her daughter.
Susie thought of the previous night, the night she and her family spent watching television in the living room, the night Daisy had gotten that text message, the night she gave her mom and grandmother a hug.

The night she said, I'll be right back.

Susie had assumed that Daisy met up with her ex-boyfriend and they'd spent the night together.

But now, Susie was worried.

She told me she remembered thinking, what did she do?

Had Daisy and her ex gotten into some kind of trouble?

Committed some kind of crime and made a run for it? Why was the detective calling her? But he wouldn't say. All he said, according to Susie, was, you need to come home.
At some point, it dawned on her. Maybe Daisy hadn't done anything.
Maybe something had been done to her. After Susie hung up the phone, she marched into her boss's office and broke down crying.
A detective called me, she said, and I don't know what happened. I don't know.
Susie knew she needed to get home, but she was shaking so badly that she couldn't drive. I was a wreck, she told me.
A co-worker offered to give her a ride and as they drove through the late afternoon gridlock on the 710 along the concrete basin of the Ellie River Susie just kept saying over and over something happened, something happened. Earlier that same day she'd been talking to her co-workers about Daisy, telling them that Daisy was about to buy a car and that that made Susie a little melancholy.
Daisy was already so independent, and when she got a car, she'd only become more so. Some small part of Susie was already mourning the version of her daughter who still had to ask her for rides who had to spend time with her in the car had to show her where she was going and when and with whom now as Susie and her co-worker exited the freeway and turned onto the boulevard where she lived that worry seemed so distant they pulled up to Susie's apartment building and she saw the police tape wrapped all around it.
She remembered thinking it looked like something out of a scary movie. She began cursing to herself, and then suddenly she was running, running, and running until she reached the yellow tape and the crowd of police.
That's when she heard the words, she's the mom. I remember when she got there and they told her they were already taking Daisy in the little, what is it, in the little bags that they'd taken? A body bag.
Wendy said that they were putting Daisy in a body bag when Susie got there. And I was like, oh my God, because we stood out there.
And then when she got there and the cops told her and she just fell on the floor and started crying and yelling. And I'm like, oh my God, I'm like, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God.
I'm like, what do I do? I was like, well, I mean, she was over there with the sheriff. So I'm like, I don't want to get near her, you know.
I was like, I'll just let her cry it out or whatever. And I'm like, oh no.
Susie told me that her legs gave out, that they felt like jello, like mush. She said it was like something she'd seen in movies, something she'd probably assumed was some kind of dramatic Hollywood cliché.
It felt surreal. Susie remembered screaming, cursing, begging to know what had happened.
But detectives had no answers for her, only more questions. Things like, did Daisy have any tattoos? They wanted to double-check that they'd ID'd the body correctly, that it was, in fact, Susie's daughter.
Yeah, she told them, there was a bunny on her forearm

because Daisy's niece loved bunnies,

dancing skeletons on each of her hips,

two angels on her neck,

a spiderweb on her shoulder,

near the crescent moon and the stars.

It was a matching tattoo she'd gotten years earlier

with her best friend.

They had showed them off in their side-by-side yearbook photos.

There were stories behind the ink.

Memories.

But now they'd become identifiers,

numbered 1 through 10 on an autopsy.

Daisy was so much more than the markings on her body,

the descriptions on a stack of government paperwork.

I wanted to know the things that body cameras and autopsies couldn't tell me. And for that, I knew I had to talk to the people who knew Daisy.
The first place I went to find them was TikTok. Next time on My Friend Daisy.

And I didn't think much of it because I was like, okay, like, we're in high school.

We all have problems with our partners.

But, like, when I found out what happened, that's when I was like, damn.

Like, I felt guilty.

I felt remorse.

And I was like, damn, like, I wonder if I could have helped her.

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