Human Resources (PODCAST EXCLUSIVE EPISODE)

He was reviewing video footage that his team had recorded at a murder scene, and finally he had arrived at the exact frame that he wanted to analyze.

“And so he looked at it, he zoomed in, and as he did, he smiled.”

Because he saw that the exact thing he was looking for in this frame was not there. But before we get into today's story, if you're a fan of the strange dark and mysterious delivered in story format, then you've come to the right place because that's all we do. So if that's of interest to you, please hack the fall of button social media accounts and remove their date of birth so that nobody wishes them a happy birthday.

Okay, let's get into today's story. Around 10-30 in the morning on March 15, 1999. 20-year-old Danielle Jennings sat in her cubicle at the offices of a landscaping company in Atlanta, Georgia, anxiously watching the door tour bosses office.

“She was nervous because in just a few minutes, she had a meeting.”

To discuss a sexual harassment complaint that she had recently filed against one of her co-workers, a guy named Jeff Copeland. Now, Danielle had hoped that her human resources department would handle this complaint quietly, discreetly. But instead, HR had asked Danielle, her boss, and Jeff,

to sit down together. Ultimately, they wanted them all to sit down face-to-face to talk this problem

through. Now, for Danielle, I mean, this was horrifying. However, even though this was like the last way Danielle wanted to handle this, she had ultimately agreed to do this meeting because really, she needed this job and she was worried if she didn't take this meeting, it could jeopardize her role here. And so just then, she looked over and she saw the head of HR walk into her boss's office, followed closely by Jeff. So at this point, Danielle, she took a deep breath,

“stood up for her nasty, straightener closed, and then headed into the meeting.”

And our later, Danielle walked back out of her boss's office, and her hands were shaking, because the HR meeting had basically gone exactly how she'd been afraid it would go. Jeff had completely downplayed the whole thing, it's like this big misunderstanding. And even though her boss had talked a lot about, you know, repercussions for Jeff, Danielle had gotten the feeling that nothing was actually going to be done here. And so this whole experience had been really

embarrassing and also just overwhelming, and now Danielle really just wanted some distance, not just from Jeff and her boss in HR, but from from everyone. She just wanted to go be alone. So she decided she would use her lunch break to just go home for a bit and try to recover. So she grabbed her purse and her jacket, and then she also told a coworker that she was stepping out for a bit, and then she made her way to the exit.

A half an hour later, around noon, Danielle pulled into the parking lot of the Ashley Lake apartments in North Cross, Georgia. She parked car, she got out, and then she started walking through the sprawling complex toward where she actually lived. As she neared her building, Danielle noticed that a light fixture under the awning that, you know, led into her building was flickering again.

This complex admittedly was sort of a dump. Things were always breaking, and it always seemed to

take the management company months to send someone around to repair anything if they even sent anybody at all. And also beyond just being sort of a rundown place, the apartment complex objectively was just not safe. Domestic violence disputes were very common, and lately there had been a rash of break-ins that had Danielle and a lot of people who lived here on edge. And so Danielle, she really wished she could be raising her three-year-old son, Tristan,

somewhere nicer, somewhere safer. But for now, this really was like the best she and her fiance Louise could afford. Now, Danielle walked under the awning and she unlocked the door, then she went inside, and it was quiet, because Louise was at work, and her son Tristan was a daycare. So, she had the place to herself, which was ideal, because again, she just wanted her space. She headed into the kitchen and she put her purse in the table, and as she did, she just looked at

the engagement ring on her finger. So Louise, her fiance, had proposed to her three months ago at Christmas, and Danielle was still getting used to how good it felt to be with someone as reliable and grounded as he was. Now, she dated some downright dangerous guys before, including Tristan's biological father, and next to them, Louise was like a saint. Also, Louise just had this ability to know exactly what to say, to calm Danielle down, like whenever she was stressed.

But, obviously, he was not here now, and so Danielle was still just, you know, wound up from that

for now, she would just go lay down in the bedroom and hope that she could relax that way.

“So, she left the kitchen, she made her way towards the bedroom, and as she stepped through the door”

way, she stopped, because she noticed something in the bedroom that was off. The top drawer of her dresser in the bedroom was wide open, but Danielle was sure that it had been closed when she had left for work that morning, so like what's going on here? Then, she heard movement coming from behind her, and then before she even had a chance to turn around, Danielle felt something pressed tightly around her neck. About five hours later, at 445 pm, Danielle's fiance, Louise Piano,

hurryed up to the apartment that he shared with Danielle. Danielle had not been returning his calls

all afternoon, so he had ultimately left work early to come home and make sure she was okay.

As he reached the door, Louise pulled the keys from his pocket, and he slipped them into the lock. Only to discover that the door was already unlocked, and so with some trepidation, he pushed the door open and stepped inside. As Louise passed by the kitchen, he looked in, and he saw Danielle's purse was lying on the floor, with its contents scattered everywhere. And so, instinctively, it's like Louise knows something's off here. His pulse picked up, he began calling out Danielle's

name, and when she didn't respond, he left the kitchen and made his way over to the bedroom. And as Louise stepped through the bedroom door, he saw Danielle. She was lying on the bed. But again, something just seemed wrong. She was lying fully dressed on the bed, like her jacket

jean shoes, everything is on, and she was lying face down in such a way that it almost seemed

like it would be hard to breathe. And so his heart is racing now, and he rushed his over and nudges her to see if she's okay. But she didn't move, and so he had to forcefully push her and roll her over. And as soon as he did, and he saw what she looked like, he jumped back because Danielle's face was dark blue. 45 minutes later, Detective Bob King of the Gwynet County Police Department was standing in the

bedroom of the Ashley Lake apartment. Around him, members of the forensics team bustled around, dusting for prints, and recording the crime scene with a video camera. King leaned down to examine the nylon stalking that was cinched tightly around the throat of the young woman's body on the bed.

By this point, he knew her name was Danielle Jennings, and that she had lived in this apartment,

because when he'd arrived, he'd spoken briefly outside to her hysterical fiance, who had made the 911 call. However, at this point, this was about all King had to go on. He'd done a sort of cursory sweep of the apartment on his way to the bedroom where he knew the body would be, and there was little in the way of obvious evidence. The front door showed no signs of forced entry, and nothing appeared to have been stolen in the apartment. Danielle's purse was overturned on the kitchen floor,

but there was literally a wad of cash just sitting right there on the floor, so you would have

“seen that if that's what you were looking for, and you would have taken it if robbery was your angle.”

And then also the TV and the computer were still in the apartment. Those are two very valuable things, and also Danielle's jewelry box looked like it had not been touched. So again, this just didn't feel like a robbery. The nylon stalking, though, was telling King something. The stalking that had been cinched around Danielle's neck and tied off in the back suggested that Danielle had been attacked from behind. Someone had wrapped it around her neck and tied it off behind her. And

since Danielle was found still wearing her jacket and shoes, it seemed like she hadn't been home for very long before she was attacked. King stood back up and looked around the bedroom, and he noticed there was a dresser nearby with the top drawer hanging open. He walked over to it and he looked inside and he saw that the straw was full of women's underwear. So he guessed the stalking, the murder weapon, had come from here. And to King, if that was true, this seemed like a pretty

“important detail because it suggested that the killer had not planned on killing Danielle,”

or they likely would have brought their own weapon. It's like they're here. Danielle appears or something, and it's like target of opportunity, they're grabbing what they can to take her out. Also, King was thinking like strangling, was such an intimate way to kill someone, like way more than shooting someone or even stabbing someone. I mean, this forces the killer to get up close and personal with their victim. And in King's experience, that pointed to a

personal motive. Even if this had been sort of a crime of opportunity, this felt like someone who knew Danielle. An hour and a half later, Detective King walked into the main office of the Ashley Lake's apartment complex to speak with the leasing manager. By this point, King had been

had seen anyone coming or going from Danielle's apartment. And now, when King explained the entire

“situation to the leasing manager, she told him, unfortunately, there weren't any security cameras”

near Danielle's unit. So King just sighed and pulled out a business card and handed it over and told her to please call him if anything came up. Then she said she would. Then King headed back out to the parking lot, trying his best not to get discouraged. However, that was proving pretty difficult to do, because so far, the case was off to a pretty rough start. Really, he had no witnesses, he had no security cameras, and so far, the team hadn't found any fingerprints,

blood, hair, or anything else that might help them ID the killer. All King knew for sure at this point, was that at least based on what he saw at the scene, the victim had been strangled to death, and that the killer had gotten into the apartment without having to force open a door or window, and statistically, that pointed to the victim's romantic partner. So King was going to head back to the

“station right now, where Danielle's fiance, Luis Piano, was waiting to be interviewed.”

At around 8pm on March 15, 1999, Detective Bob King sat down inside of an interview room at the Gwyneth County Police Station across from Luis Piano, the fiance of Danielle Jennings, who had been found strangled to death in the apartment earlier that same day. Now, Luis was very clearly distraught, but King needed answers now, and he didn't have any other suspects. So he asked Luis, who, again, is sort of borderline hysterical to please, walk him through his day,

be as detailed as you can be. Luis took a few breaths and wiped his eyes, and even though he was still pretty emotional, he began to speak. And he said that he and Danielle had both left the apartment that morning around 6.45am. He said she'd gone to drop her son Tristan off a daycare on the way to her work, and that he had gone straight to his own office. And then later that same

“morning around 11am, Luis said Danielle had called him back, asking if he would meet her for lunch,”

but he had said that he was too busy. He said later on that afternoon, he had called Danielle again, just to check in with her, but she was an answering, and so he had left messages on her work

and the home answering machines, expecting her to call back eventually, but she never did. And so

Luis said eventually, he had actually left work early, then gone to their apartment to check on Danielle because he hadn't heard from her, and when he walked into their apartment, obviously he found what he found and called 911. As Luis told a story, King was listening to the details, but he was also just sort of studying Luis. If Luis really had been at work all day, like he had said, it would be pretty easy to verify. There was other co-workers who could say he was

there or he wasn't. But King would not be able to verify the alibi at least until the next morning. And so for now, King was just trying to pick up on any sort of cue that maybe Luis was being deceitful or something. But so far, he couldn't quite tell. And so for now, King decided he would just try to get as much information as he could from Luis. And so after getting the detailed chronology of what happened from Luis's point of view, King began asking him if Luis knew of

anybody who might have had a problem with Danielle. And when he asked that question, it did change Luis's entire demeanor. He got quiet, he got sort of reserved, and then he nodded and said, "Actually, yeah, there were two people in particular." He said the first was a man named Carl Buford, who was actually the father of Danielle's son, Tristan. According to Luis, Carl was this aspiring rapper with a criminal record. And apparently, at least again, according to Luis, he had really

never been involved in Tristan's life. But lately, he'd been pushing for more visitation time.

And Luis suspected this was because he had recently proposed to Danielle. She said, "Yes, they're going to get married." Carl was aware of that, and Luis suspected that Carl didn't like the idea of being replaced. And so he was kind of inserting himself pretty aggressively back into Tristan's life to sort of stay relevant, at least that was Luis's theory. And so King, he's listening to this and he jotted down everything he said. And then he asked Luis about the other name, the second

person that he had mentioned had a problem with Danielle. And Luis, he began telling another story. About how Danielle had recently filed a sexual harassment complaint against one of her co-workers, this guy, Jeff Copeland. Luis said Danielle had been really stressed about it when she had left for work that morning. Because she'd had this meeting scheduled with HR, her boss, and Jeff, that day that she had to go do. And when King heard this, he stopped Luis right there because

he actually thought he'd misheard. It's like, "Wait a minute." So this sexual harassment meeting,

and Luis confirmed and said, "Yup, that happened today."

“Around noon the next day, Detective King was back inside of the interrogation room,”

but this time he was sitting across from Jeff Copeland. The co-worker Danielle had filed that sexual harassment complaint against. Jeff was 40 years old, so literally twice Danielle's age. And if he was uncomfortable about having been dragged down here to the station to be interviewed here, he was not showing it. Jeff just kept saying how have devastated he'd been to hear about Danielle's

death, and how he'd always been fond of her. And when King asked him about the sexual harassment

complaint, Jeff just brushed it off saying, Danielle just hadn't understood his sense of humor. But by now, Detective King had actually read the HR complaint himself, and he knew that this likely had been more than a few off-color jokes. According to what Danielle had reported, Jeff had made these creepy comments about how he and Danielle would make a really good couple.

“And he repeatedly pressured Danielle to go out with him, even though she kept saying no.”

And then when she kept saying no, he'd eventually left this dirty movie on her desk, like a pornographic movie, and he'd left a note comparing her to one of the main women

in this pornographic film. And to King, if this behavior was true, if this was an actual narrative

of what he did, it wasn't just obnoxious or, you know, sort of, in bad taste. It showed what looked like a pretty clear pattern of escalation by Jeff, like he was being rejected, not accepting the answer, and sort of ramping up his approach. However, King let Jeff tell his version of the story without interrupting him. And then when Jeff was done, King asked him, what did you do immediately after the HR meeting? And Jeff replied that he had spent the afternoon doing some off-site visits.

And when King heard that answer, he perked up. Because if Jeff had left the office,

“maybe he would have had the opportunity to follow Danielle back to her apartment and kill her.”

But Jeff seemed to know what King was thinking, and Jeff immediately clarified that he had not been alone during these off-site visits. He'd done them with another coworker who could definitely back up his story. And so King told Jeff that he was definitely going to need contact info for that colleague. Later that same day, Detective King walked back into his office at the police station, and he found Danielle's autopsy report waiting for him on his desk. And he was desperate to get

into this thing and see if there was any new lead to follow. Because by this point, his team had checked the alivies of all three of his suspects to that point, and they all held up. Jeff Copeland, the man who had the sexual harassment complaint filed against him, well, the colleague who had done the off-site visits with him, had vouched for him and said that exactly what Jeff said is what happened. Co-workers of Danielle's fiance, Louise Piano,

also confirmed that he had been at his desk all day long, just like he had said. And then called Beaufort, the biological father of Danielle's son Tristan, he had arguably the most bullet proof alibi, because he'd literally been in jail on the day Danielle was killed. So it seemed that none of King's suspects so far could possibly be the killer. And now, as he was reading through the autopsy report, it really wasn't giving him much of anything either. It just confirmed

everything King already knew. Danielle died of his fixation, and that no prince or useful forensic evidence had been recovered at the crime scene. But just then, King heard an awkward one as door, and he looked up and he saw the other detective who was working the case, standing in the doorway. This detective explained that he just finished running a background check on Danielle Jennings, and the search had turned up a restraining order that Danielle had filed years earlier,

not against Jeff Copeland or Louise Piano, or Call Beaufort, but instead, somebody knew. And judging by the details of this restraining order, it seemed like Danielle had had a stalker. Around 10am on the morning of March 17th, 1999, so now two days after the murder of Danielle Jennings. Detective Bob King stared down a man named Eddie McElwaney in an interview room at the Quenac County Police Station. Eddie was Danielle's ex-boyfriend, and apparently he was her stalker as

well. He was this big and timidating guy who worked as a tow truck driver, and he seemed pretty

irritated about being brought down here for an interview in the first place. Right now, he was explaining

to Detective King that he didn't know anything about Danielle's murder, and that he hadn't talked to her in well over a year. But as he was saying this, King knew that was a lie, because King had spent yesterday afternoon calling up Danielle's friends and family members,

broken up, Eddie's behavior had become so aggressive that Danielle had filed that restraining order

“to stop him from interfering with her life, and that restraining order had worked for a while,”

until just a few months ago, when Eddie had begun calling her again, so this clearly contradicts his eye haven't talked to her in a year. He had tried calling her just a few months ago, but beyond the fact that he was clearly lying, I mean to King, just the fact that Eddie had

reached out to her again, right before basically she was murdered, that was very suspicious.

And he told Eddie so, and then he waited to see how Eddie would respond. And at first, Eddie, you know, after basically being told you're lying, and we think you might have killed her, at first, he didn't say anything. But as King watched him, Eddie's expression tightened, and then his face turned beat red, like he was about to explode, and then suddenly King was very aware of just how enormous Eddie was, and that it was just the two of them in here,

“and he was not handcuffed, like this could get really bad really quickly. But Eddie, despite”

looking like at any moment, he was going to jump across the table and attack King, he didn't. He just stayed in a seat, you know, gritting his teeth and glaring at King, and then he took

a deep breath, and he just said, he didn't care how any of this looked because he had not killed

Danielle, and actually, he could prove it. Early the next morning, Detective King was hunched over his desk, sorting through all these crumpled gas station receipts. And as he was doing that, and he was sort of angry as he did it, his phone rang, and he picked it up, and without even looking at who was calling, he just snapped at the caller and said, "Who is it? What do you want?" So, the reason King was in this bad mood was because of all those gas station receipts on his

desk. They were Eddie's alibi, and they did prove that Eddie had spent the day of Danielle's murder

“driving around for work and towing cars, and that, based on these receipts, he had been too far”

from her apartment to have killed her. So King was, once again, back to square one, no evidence,

no witnesses, and no clear suspects. Now, he listened to the voice on the line, and he recognized

the caller as Danielle's fiance, Luis Piano. And Luis, who was sort of taken it back by King's tone, sort of gently explained that he was just calling to ask if the police had Danielle's engagement ring. And if there's a chance, you know, if they were done with it, could he get it back soon. And at those words, Detective King, it was like everything changed. He sat up straight, and he realized they'd been looking at this case all wrong from the start.

Based on evidence collected at the crime scene and witness testimony, the following is a reconstruction of what police believe happened to Danielle Jennings on the afternoon of March 15, 1999. The killer slipped inside the apartment and locked the door behind them. And then, for a moment, they just stood there, listening, making sure nobody was here. And after, you know, several moments went by, and they didn't hear anything, and they were satisfied that they were alone.

The killer moved past the kitchen and went into the bedroom. And then, once inside the bedroom, they went straight for that dresser. And they pulled open that top drawer, and they were about to go through it when they heard a noise coming from behind them, and they froze. It turned out there was somebody in the apartment, or more specifically, someone had just arrived into the apartment. And so the killer, they looked around the bedroom in a panic and then just

darted behind the bedroom door and tried to be still hoping that, you know, this person would not see them or hear them. And as this person got closer, the killer looked down at the nylon stocking that they had in their hand. They had just grabbed it out of the top shelf of that drawer, and so at this very moment, as the killer is sitting there wondering if they're going to have to do something here. Danielle, who was the person who came into the apartment,

she stepped through the doorway into the bedroom, and she was moving toward the bed. In the killer, the right behind the bedroom door, they can see Danielle, she hasn't seen them yet. But, Danielle, she stopped in the middle of the bedroom. She was looking over at the top drawer of the dresser. It was wide open. The killer had left it open. In the killer, they realized that Danielle is recognizing that something is off. Someone's in this apartment. She knew it.

They was obvious in her body language. And so the killer, they made a decision. They were not going to let her turn around and see them hiding here and get caught. And so the killer jumped out from behind the door before Danielle could do anything, and they wrapped that nylon stocking around her neck and they pulled it tight. And Danielle, she fought and clawed, she has no idea what's going

until Danielle went still. But that wasn't enough. The killer needed to make sure Danielle didn't

“wake up again and see them. They didn't want to get caught. And so they tied the stocking in a”

knot. It's tight as they could get it around Danielle's neck. So she has like this cinched down loop around her throat. It guaranteed she would die. And so once Danielle is, you know, tied off around the neck and she's just lying face down on the bed, the killer just stood there for a minute, catching their breath. And then their eyes fell on the ring on Danielle's finger, her engagement ring. And so they reached down. They slipped it off her finger, put it in their pocket,

and then they hurried out of the bedroom. And then on their way out of the apartment, like on the way to the front door, the killer noticed there was a purse on the kitchen table. So real quick, they reached over, they grabbed it and began rummaging through it. But after only a few seconds, they decided that, you know what, they don't time for this. They're going to get caught. If they stay here any longer, so they just drop the purse on the floor and left. It was not until

they were almost all the way back to their own apartment that they realized they'd forgotten to

“lock Danielle's door behind them with their master key. A key that gave them access not just to”

Danielle's apartment, but to every unit in the entire apartment complex. It would turn out the killer was a maintenance worker at the Ashley Lake apartments whose name was Calvin Oliver, and using that master key in virtue of being a maintenance worker for months, he had been robbing tenants in this complex and he had been getting away with it. In part because nobody had caught him red handed. But of course Danielle, she came home right as he was in the process of

robbing her apartment and ultimately she got killed because of it. The crucial tip that broke the case

came when Luis Piano called the station and asked a detective king if he could please have Danielle's engagement ring back. Luis had falsely assumed that the police just had it and were using it as part of their investigation. But it would turn out detective king had no knowledge the ring even existed because nobody had mentioned it. And then when King following the exchange with Luis had gone and checked the crime scene footage recorded by the forensics team,

he was able to confirm that there had not been a ring on Danielle's finger when the police first arrived. Now to this point, the police had become totally convinced that this murder was not a product of robbery or not a by-product of robbery because there was the cash left out in the TV in the jewelry. But the fact that this engagement ring was clearly missing off the victim's finger told King that they had been wrong. This had, at least on some level, been robbery oriented. So King went

back to the complex and after asking around, very clear pattern emerged. A number of Danielle's neighbors had noticed valuable items missing from their units in recent months. But in each case,

there was never any sign of forced entry. So naturally detective king began to hone in on

employees of this complex who had master keys and could get into these apartments. And when police ultimately searched Calvin Oliver's apartment, they found stolen items from all over the complex, including Danielle's ring. Calvin Oliver was arrested on March 24, 1999. He was found guilty and sentenced to life in prison. Later on, Danielle's parents would gain custody of her son Tristan. They also sued actually like apartment complex for wrongful death and were awarded more than $13 million.

A quick note about our stories, they are all based on true events. But, we sometimes use pseudonyms to protect the people involved and some details are fictionalized for dramatic purposes. The Mr. Ballum Podcast, strange dark and mysterious stories, is hosted and executive produced by me, Mr. Ballum. Our head of writing is Evan Allen, produced by Jeremy Bohn and Colicocio.

This episode was written by Andrew Keller. Story editing by Luke Beratz. Research in fact checking by Shelley Shu, Samantha Van Hoos, Evan Beamer, Abigail Shumway, Camille Callahan, Alex Paul, Ben Fassiano. Research in fact checking supervision by Steven Eher. Audio editing and post-produced by Whitlicoccio and Jordan Stitham. Production support by Antonio Minata and Delana Corley.

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