72 Hours: True Crime

Three bodies are found in a house, arms tied behind their backs. Stab wounds to the neck. Bloody footprints in the upstairs hall. These are the clues to a killing spree that leaves a young woman, her boyfriend and an elderly church deacon dead. When evidence and fellow church congregants suggest a mentally disturbed youth from their bible class could be the culprit, police believe they have their man. But the police are wrong. And a frenzied killer is still on the loose.

A withered corpse is found half-buried in a field beside a theme park. Too decayed to identify properly, detectives have only the leathery fingers of one hand to work from. When they manage to get a print, they identify the dead woman as a missing wife and mother. The husband casts the finger of blame on his wife's conman lover. The lover blames the husband. One of them is lying. The other is a murderer.

A young single mother in small town Saskatchewan visits her local hospital in the midst of a panic attack. Her doctor sedates her. Then, she is certain, he rapes her. But she's a party girl and the man she's accusing is a respected and esteemed citizen. No one, it seems, will believe her story. Particularly when his DNA doesn't match a sample found on the woman's underwear. But the accuser stands by her story. And the accused has not one, but two horrible, horrible secrets to reveal.

An aging hippy is going through bad times. His wife has left him for a lesbian lover, taking their kids. His cancer, once in remission, has returned. When he's found dead in his home with a gut full of antifreeze - "the sweet killer" - it's sad, but not shocking that he looked for an escape in suicide. It's a closed case, until a shocking confession reveals a maelstrom of lies and a story of cold-blooded murder.

Stuck at home and bored, a retiree takes a job at a 24-hour convenience store. On her third night at work a customer finds her on the floor behind the register, face down in a pool of blood. Detectives determine that her last customer was also her killer. Only two witnesses saw that customer. And in a town where everyone knows everyone else - he was a stranger. Find the stranger, find the killer. But how do you find a man who's defining characteristic is that no one knows who he is?

A Toronto real estate broker fails to return home at the end of the day. Her family can't find her. But the police do - dead in a utility closet in her downtown office. The DNA found on her body is tested against 150 different men. No match. The case runs cold. And then an office employee suggests police investigate a former maintenance worker who has slipped under the detective's radar. A maintenance worker familiar with the building was fired from the job due to a troubling history of violence.

The phone rings in the middle of the night and on the other end of the line, there is the awful sounds of an attack. The couple who receivec the call rush to its source only to discover a horrific scene. Two teenage sisters, from Taiwan studying English for the summer have been viciously attacked in their basement apartment. Now one is dead while the other clings to life. And hiding somewhere is a merciless killer, bound to strike again.

A dead woman is found in a park. When her body is identified it's learned the deceased is a recently divorced landlady of a group home for transients. The list of suspects is long; the clues police have to follow are few. And the only potential witness to the crime? A woman who remembers a car in the area the night the body was found. It was driving erratically with a passenger in the backseat. A passenger who stared through the windshield and into the night with 'Crazy eyes. Evil eyes.'

One cold February morning in the dark stairwell of a Toronto apartment building, a security guard makes a grotesque discovery: the dead body of a Filipina nanny. It's clear she's been savagely murdered and raped. Police analyze the list of potential suspects - the boyfriend, the employer, serial offenders in the community. But the crime will remain unsolved until detectives uncover a killer, unknown to the victim, driven by nothing short of a terrible, murderous lust for blood.

A gorgeous young model is bludgeoned to death in her downtown Toronto apartment. The wounds to her head are so severe police initially presume she's been shot. Evidence at the scene suggests to detectives that the killer gained access to his victim by posing as a telephone repairman. But that deadly deception is only one small part of a grotesque hunt - a crazed plot to locate, isolate and murder beautiful women. Now police must launch a hunt of their own.

A young couple hit the road, hitchhiking their way across North America. They're free spirits keen to explore life and the world. When the young woman stops phoning home, her father becomes alarmed. But police dismiss the case as normal behaviour for a pair of young travelers. If only it were so. If only the pair hadn't hitched a ride with a violent social outcast living with his brother on the edge of town. If only the pair were still alive.

A Girl Guide leader is found dead in her home on the floor of her bedroom. As there is no obvious cause of death, police are suspicious. When an autopsy reveals a small bullet lodged within the victim's brain with an entry wound through the left eye, detectives learn they're investigating a murder. The suspects include a lying husband and a violent and abusive son, both of whom are members of a local gun club. Each man blames the other, and detectives have to solve the mystery piece by piece, starting with a love letter found in the bottom of a drawer.