Post by WOLVERETT on Sept 16, 2015 15:16:01 GMT -5
Whoever took Karla had plenty of opportunities that day, Oct. 20, 1999, which began like so many others in the Rodriguez house.
Karla walked with her mother, Elia, to Park Elementary School, a few blocks from their home.
They were met halfway by Karla’s classmates, and Elia went home to rest before going to work that afternoon.
Her father, Ramon, returned from work about 3 p.m., and Karla wasn’t there. Her bike, which police said she “lived on” after school, was still at the house.
“She’s around here somewhere,” Karla’s sisters told their father.
Ramon left for a meeting and returned at 5 p.m. Karla was still not home. But now her bike was missing, too.
Ramon wasn’t panicked. It wasn’t unusual for Karla to explore on her own. He drove the family’s only car to his wife’s workplace, dropped it off for her, and rode the bus home.
And he was right — Karla was OK. For awhile, anyway. Ramon spoke to a neighbor on Bonita Avenue, just around the corner, who saw Karla on her bike about 7 p.m.
Karla wanted to visit the neighbor’s son, a playmate. But it was too late, and the neighbor told her to go home. It was dark and getting cold.
Karla played outside for about 15 minutes before leaving, the neighbor said. www.reviewjournal.com/news/crime-courts/las-vegas-girl-vanished-1999-leaving-grieving-family-frustrated-police
Karla walked with her mother, Elia, to Park Elementary School, a few blocks from their home.
They were met halfway by Karla’s classmates, and Elia went home to rest before going to work that afternoon.
Her father, Ramon, returned from work about 3 p.m., and Karla wasn’t there. Her bike, which police said she “lived on” after school, was still at the house.
“She’s around here somewhere,” Karla’s sisters told their father.
Ramon left for a meeting and returned at 5 p.m. Karla was still not home. But now her bike was missing, too.
Ramon wasn’t panicked. It wasn’t unusual for Karla to explore on her own. He drove the family’s only car to his wife’s workplace, dropped it off for her, and rode the bus home.
And he was right — Karla was OK. For awhile, anyway. Ramon spoke to a neighbor on Bonita Avenue, just around the corner, who saw Karla on her bike about 7 p.m.
Karla wanted to visit the neighbor’s son, a playmate. But it was too late, and the neighbor told her to go home. It was dark and getting cold.
Karla played outside for about 15 minutes before leaving, the neighbor said. www.reviewjournal.com/news/crime-courts/las-vegas-girl-vanished-1999-leaving-grieving-family-frustrated-police