“Upon witnessing the attacks, the two children, Neal, aged six, and Linda, aged five, fled upstairs,” Sloan said.

Jurek led Ben and Sloan up to the next floor following the path of the murderers, leading them to a bedroom closet.

“They chased Neal and Linda, killing them here,” Sloan said.

Ben nodded as he took photos and made notes.

“You can get it all in the autopsy reports and court transcripts,” Sloan said. “They’re not sealed.”

Jurek led them to the hall and touched his fingertips to the wall.

“Here they wrote ‘Kill Them All’ with the blood of the victims,” he said.

Ben took a breath and let it out slowly, took another picture.

Jurek led them to the basement, showing Ben how the girls fled, going back to the basement window.

Back to the main floor at the inside entrance, all three looked around the empty house and let several funereal moments pass in silence before Jurek spoke.

“Two of Roy’s employees, Marv Lander and Fran Penner, made the discovery,” he said. “Dustin Meyer was the first officer on the scene. He’s with Vancouver city police now. I can connect you with everyone.”

After another few moments, they stepped outside into the sun.

“People actually rent this place?” Ben said. “Aren’t there disclosure laws?”

“Not for murder,” Jurek said. “Most people are from out of the province, even the country. They’re told there were deaths here but they fall in love with the place. Rumor is that when the last family learned the grisly details, the mom had nightmares and that’s why they cleared out.”

“I can understand that,” Ben said.

“I don’t mind telling you,” Jurek said, “I will never ever be able to shut out the images of Roy, Connie, Neal and Linda, how we found them.”

Ben turned to Sloan: “And how about you?”

Biting her lip, she shook her head and looked at the horizon. “I carry it with me every day.”

Then Ben said: “I talked to the lawyers for the girls and get the feeling that the whole story about what happened here has never been told.”

Jurek and Sloan shot him icy stares.

“Those lawyers,” Sloan started. “They tried all kinds of strategies, concocting the self-defense thing. They tried cutthroat defense, pointing fingers at who was responsible for what, as a way to clear each other. That didn’t work. The fact was their fingerprints were on the knives, in the Tullocks’ blood, their clothes were stained with the Tullocks’ blood and we had a journal containing threats to kill Connie.”

Jurek nodded. “The case against them was solid.”

“And they were released in their twenties to start new anonymous lives without anyone knowing about their pasts,” Sloan said.

“But they did their time under the law,” Ben said.