Quotes from Gregg Olsen

She looked at ways to quantify life. Analytic in nature, her head almost always overruled her heart. Love it? Hate it? She wanted to KNOW it.

Only in the campfire-stoked stories of Boy Scouts, bedtime tales baby-sitters employ to frighten bratty charges, or in the sweet delight of grandpas who never grew up, would the stories live on.

The women laugh a little. I do too. Though I'm only mimicking their laughter. Nothing is funny to me.

She later said that she had only told the police "like ten percent of the bad stuff." Investigators, however, understood that 10 percent of a nightmare is still a nightmare.

No one, certainly no teenager, was normal or felt they were. Everyone wore a kind of mask that kept people from really seeing what - or who - was inside