you got some medication. Say, "Here, Dad. Here's some food. You need to go to sleep for a while." And I think on the 9th, again, on the day that you broke your foot, the day that your ex-husband got married, he's yapping at you and everything else, and you're like, I just want a break. >> The story begins not with the crime itself, but with its unraveling. It started in 2018 with a simple welfare check. A man named William Musa had not been heard from in several weeks, prompting his son to call the police. When an officer arrived at Williams home, the door was answered by his daughter, Dana Jennings. She had only recently moved in with him a few months prior. She calmly explained that her father was not home. She suggested he was likely up in the mountains with a new younger girlfriend, a place where he often went for weeks at a time. She added that he had lost his cell phone, which she claimed to have found in the house, explaining why he was unreachable. Dana appeared nonchalant, mentioning she herself was somewhat incapacitated due to a recent foot injury and was on medication for the pain. She told the officer it wasn't unusual for her father to disappear like this and she didn't share her brother's concern. The officer, sensing something was a miss, asked for permission to enter the home to ensure William was not inside and in need of help. Dana agreed, nonchalantly mentioning the house was a mess. Immediately upon entering, the officer was struck by an overpowering putrid smell. Before he could even ask, Dana volunteered an explanation. She claimed a toilet in the basement had backed up, causing a sewage leak. It was a plausible story, but the odor was intensely strong. Dana guided the officer through the cluttered home, explaining her father rarely stayed the night anymore and that her injury prevented her from cleaning up or even going downstairs much. The house was in disarray with clothes and belongings piled everywhere. After a brief walkthrough, the officer confirmed William was not there. >> Where's your dad at? >> Um, I'm not sure. He only comes by every couple of weeks. She's been spending a lot of time up in the mountains with a girlfriend or sure where that is. I just had foot broke my foot and everything. So, I'm sorry. I'm kind of whippy on my pavements right now. >> However, the officer's suspicion deepened. He found it strange that William would leave for weeks on end without his cell phone, his wallet, and all of his vehicles, which were still parked at the residence. He left the home and filed a missing person's report, but the strange circumstances lingered in his mind. The case took a dark turn when Dana's brother arrived at the police station. He showed investigators a series of text messages he had received from his father shortly before he vanished. In the texts, William described an incident where Dana had brought him a burger and after eating it, he slept for an unnerving 15 hours. He concluded the message with a chilling statement, expressing his belief that his own daughter might be poisoning him. This new information transformed the case from a simple missing person's report into a potential homicide investigation. Yet, it took investigators nearly a month to gather enough evidence to secure a search warrant for Williams home. When the day came, detectives first escorted a compliant downer from the residence and took her downtown for an interview. As she was led away, a detective told the other officers on site to text him if they found anything significant. Inside the house, the search team was immediately overwhelmed by the foul smell, which was even stronger upstairs. The place was a disaster zone with piles of clothing and debris everywhere. Their search eventually led them to the basement. There, behind a fake wall, they discovered a small hidden room. The most alarming feature of this room was its floor. A section of it was covered in freshly poured concrete, as if something had been recently entombed beneath it. The team knew they had found the source of the smell. They began the arduous task of breaking through the cement. My dad's dependent on me to make the mortgage payment. And he just kind of got where he didn't know how to say no to anybody. And he started hanging out with a couple women that were a lot younger than him and enjoying himself again and kind of leaving me notes saying, "I'll be gone for a few." >> Meanwhile, at the police station, Dana was being interviewed by Detective Payne. He noted her surprisingly calm and unconcerned demeanor. She spun a detailed narrative about her father's recent life. She described him as a man who had become miserable and angry after quitting his job. To make ends meet, he took on too many projects and became overwhelmed. According to Dana, he started hanging out with younger women and enjoying a new sense of freedom, often leaving for weeks without notice. She claimed he would sometimes return to the house while she was asleep, move things around or work on projects, and then leave again before she woke up. This, she insisted, was his normal behavior, and she saw no reason to worry. She even mentioned a conversation they supposedly had about him moving out to live with friends, leaving her to cover the entire mortgage. As she spoke, the detective began to pick apart the inconsistencies in her story. He questioned her about her foot injury, and she claimed to have slipped in some mud. He asked about her father's cell phone, and she became evasive, stating that with all the mess from the basement sewage, she wasn't sure where it was. >> The police checked Williams bank accounts, and they noticed that Dana had been cashing his personal checks and withdrawing money from his account. as that signature on that check doesn't match his signature. We've already checked that. >> Okay. >> The detective then confronted her with more damning evidence. Investigators had examined Williams bank accounts and found that Dana had been cashing his personal checks and making regular withdrawals. He informed her that the signatures on the checks did not match her father's handwriting. Dana's composure finally began to crack. She admitted to writing the monetary amounts on the checks, but insisted her father had pre-signed them. The detective pressed harder, pointing out the logistical impossibility of her story. He suggested that if the ink from the signature matched the ink from the amount she wrote, it would prove she forged the entire check. Cornered, she confessed to writing in the amount on a $500 check, claiming it was for stuff in the basement. This was the opening the detective needed. He shifted the focus of the interrogation to the basement. Dana repeated her story about the toilet overflowing a week before she noticed it, resulting in a significant amount of sewage. The detective was skeptical, noting that when the first officer visited, he did not smell any sewage, only the distinct odor of decomposition. He looked her directly in the eyes. >> It does. >> I don't know. I just assumed the smells were >> the sewage. >> He asked her point blank why her house smelled like a dead person. She faltered, claiming she had no idea and had assumed it was the sewage. The detective, a veteran of many crime scenes, told her he knew exactly what a dead body smelled like and her house rire of it. He then laid out a scenario, a potential lifeline. He suggested that perhaps her father had died of natural causes. And in a panic about becoming homeless and losing his social security income, she had decided to conceal the body. It wasn't a major crime. He coaxed if she just told them the truth. Dana denied it, stating she had no knowledge of him dying in the house. This denial only confirmed the detective's suspicions. He called her a horrible liar, explaining that her body language and evasive answers were clear indicators of concealment. At that moment, his phone buzzed. It was a text from the search team at the house. They had broken through the concrete. They had found a body. Now knowing the truth, the detective strategy shifted from investigation to confession. He laid out his complete theory of the crime, the one from the very beginning of our story. He told her he believed that on December 9th, a day she was under immense personal stress from a broken foot, and the news of her ex-husband's remarage, she had reached her breaking point. He theorized that she crushed up medication, put it in her father's food to quiet him down, and inadvertently gave him a fatal overdose. He told her that her attempts to cover it up were what made it looked like a cold-blooded homicide. >> We found a body in your house. At this time, you're under arrest for concealing a dead body. You need to stand up. >> You need to stand up. >> He confronted her with the absurdity of her pouring concrete in the basement with a broken foot. He told her that they were digging up the concrete at that very moment and that they were going to find her father. Panic finally set in. Dana Jennings asked for a lawyer, but it was too late. The detective stood up and informed her that a body had been found in her home. She was formally placed under arrest for concealing a dead body. The subsequent autopsy confirmed the body was William Musa. The cause of death was not natural. He had been killed by a massive overdose of horse sedatives. The final damning piece of the puzzle fell into place when investigators checked Dana's computers. They found she had ordered the exact same medication off of eBay just days before her father was last seen alive. Faced with an insurmountable mountain of evidence, Dana was ultimately convicted of first-degree murder and sentenced to spend the rest of her life in prison.