This week on LOTW, Becky and Bevy discuss a case that asks how someone can vanish in the middle of an ordinary workday — without anyone noticing until it’s too late.

Brooke Wilberger was nineteen years old, home for the summer in Corvallis, Oregon after finishing her first year of college. She was close with her family, independent, and excited about what came next. That summer, she worked alongside her sister at a local apartment complex — cleaning units, preparing them for new tenants, filling her days with routine tasks and familiar company.

One afternoon, Brooke stepped outside to continue her work. Nothing unusual. Nothing urgent. Just another shift in a quiet college town.

But when her sister went to look for her later, Brooke was gone.

No explanation. No goodbye. Just absence — in a place where she should have been easy to find.

What began as a simple missing person search would grow into a case that lingered for years, raising unsettling questions about opportunity, timing, and how quickly someone can disappear from a life they were actively living.

This week on LOTW, Becky and Bevy discuss a case that asks a terrifying question — how far does trust reach inside a quiet neighborhood?

Eight-year-old Sandra Cantu lived in Tracy, California — a small, close-knit community where kids rode bikes outside and neighbors waved from their driveways. She was playful, social, and known around the neighborhood. The kind of child people assumed was safe simply because of where she lived.

One afternoon, Sandra headed outside to play. It was ordinary. Familiar. Nothing about the day suggested it would end differently from all the others.

But as hours passed and she didn’t return home, routine concern shifted into something heavier. Searches began. Questions spread. And behind the doors of a seemingly peaceful street, a story began unfolding that would leave investigators — and a community — struggling to understand what had really happened.

This week on LOTW, Becky and Bevy discuss a case that asks what can happen in the small window of time between saying “I’m heading home” and actually arriving there.

Morgan Harrington was excited for a night out — a Metallica concert, a packed arena, loud music, bright lights, and thousands of people moving together. It was the kind of night that should have ended with ringing ears and a story to tell the next morning.

Hannah Graham’s night was quieter. A party with friends. A few drinks. A decision to head home early because she wasn’t feeling well. Just a short walk through familiar streets — nothing out of the ordinary.

Two separate nights. Two ordinary decisions. Two young women who never expected their routines to be interrupted.

But in the days that followed, unanswered messages, empty rooms, and growing concern began to pull families, friends, and investigators into something far darker than anyone anticipated.

Sometimes the most dangerous moment…
is the one that feels completely normal.

This week on LOTW, Becky and Bevy discuss a case that details the dangers of misplaced trust, perceived authority, and how easily an ordinary moment can turn irreversible.

Yingying Zhang was 26 years old. She had traveled from China to the United States to pursue her PhD, arriving with plans, discipline, and a clear sense of purpose. In the summer of 2017, she was living in Urbana-Champaign, navigating a new country while focused on her studies and her future.

On June 9th, Yingying set out to view an apartment she was considering renting. It was a routine errand — one she told friends about, one she expected to return from. She sent messages. She followed her schedule. Nothing about that afternoon suggested it would be the last time anyone would hear from her.

When Yingying didn’t come back, concern grew quickly. What first appeared to be a missed appointment became something far more serious, exposing how easily trust, timing, and chance can intersect — and how vulnerable someone can be in an unfamiliar place.

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This week on LOTW, Becky and Bevy discuss Tyrone Hassel III.

Tyrone was 23 years old, a young husband and father living in Michigan, trying to settle into adulthood faster than most. He worked, took care of his family, and spent his time focused on providing and doing what was expected of him. Life was busy, but familiar — shaped by routines, responsibility, and the people closest to him.

Those closest relationships mattered to Tyrone. Marriage, fatherhood, and family weren’t abstract ideas — they were his day-to-day reality. From the outside, his life didn’t appear chaotic or unstable. There were no public signs that anything was unraveling.

But what happened during a short window of time — in a place he trusted — would force investigators to look closely at loyalty, proximity, and the stories people tell when everything is suddenly at stake.

This week on LOTW, Becky and Bevy discuss a case that unfolded quietly over years — hidden in plain sight.

Bruce McArthur was a familiar figure in Toronto’s Gay Village — a man who blended easily into the background. He worked as a landscaper, socialized within the community, and for years seemed like just another face in a neighborhood built on connection and trust.

People knew him casually. Some knew him well. And for a long time, there was nothing to suggest that anything was wrong.

But as men connected to the Village began to disappear, the absences were brushed aside — chalked up to people moving on, losing touch, or choosing to start over somewhere else. It wasn’t until years later that investigators would realize those disappearances were connected… and that the threat had been much closer than anyone imagined.

This week on LOTW, Becky and Bevy discuss Jasmine Pace — a 22-year-old who was working, saving, and trying to figure out what came next. She lived in Chattanooga, Tennessee, where life felt familiar and routine — the kind of place where people assume disappearances don’t happen quietly. Jasmine stayed in close touch with her family, especially her grandmother — and even after her grandmother passed away just before Thanksgiving, there was nothing to suggest Jasmine was about to vanish from their lives. If anything, her grandmother would have wanted the family to keep going, to celebrate together.

Then communication stopped.

At first, it didn’t feel like an emergency — missed messages happen, plans change. But as hours turned into days, concern hardened into fear. Jasmine’s absence didn’t make sense, and the explanations that followed only raised more questions.

This week on LOTW, Becky and Bevy discuss a case that outlines the potential dangers from online dating.

A world away from home, 22-year-old Grace Millane was spending her birthday month exploring New Zealand — the kind of once-in-a-lifetime adventure every young traveler dreams about. Auckland was just one stop on her solo journey, a vibrant city where hostels buzzed with new friendships and nights out blurred into stories you’d tell for years. Grace was doing what so many backpackers do: meeting people, trying new things, documenting her travels, and carving out who she wanted to become.

But somewhere between the optimism of a young woman traveling the world and the anonymity of a big city, something went terribly wrong. The night of December 1st would be the last time anyone saw Grace alive — and what unfolded in the hours after would raise questions far darker than anyone could have imagined.

Who did Grace meet that night?
And how does a promising adventure end in tragedy so quickly, and so quietly?

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