hear her heartfelt message.
“I just want to say to my daughter, Brianna, that I love you and I miss you,” Bridgette had said. “Nobody’s ever giving up. There are thousands of people looking for you, and I don’t want you to give up. I know you’re hurt, honey, but I really need you to hang in there.”
Chapter 7
The next day, Friday, February 15, 2008, Alberto Jimenez stepped out to grab a sandwich for lunch at a nearby Subway restaurant located near where he worked as a senior manufacturing engineer. His workplace, EE Technologies, was located on Double R Boulevard in South Reno, near a brush-covered field. It was a cool, clear day and on his way back to work he took a shortcut through the field, located on the southwest corner of Double R Boulevard and Sandhill Road, which had, until recently, been covered with snow from a recent storm. As he walked back through the field to return to work, Alberto noticed an evergreen tree that was lying out of place in a field of sagebrush. He could see two bright-colored orange objects, “neon-like,” beneath the tree. At first, he could not make out what they were. He thought they looked like fabric material of some sort and wondered what they were. These items, too, seemed out of place lying in the middle of a sagebrush field. As he came closer, he saw that they were brightly colored orange socks with yellow flowers, on a human-like form. At first, he thought he had stumbled upon a discarded department store mannequin, but he was horrified when he realized that the socks were being worn on someone’s feet—actual human feet. Curiosity, however, overcame his horror and caused him to move even closer to get a better look at what he had found. He soon was able to tell that he was looking at a dead female body, nude except for the bright orange socks, lying underneath a discarded Christmas tree. There appeared to be a wound of some type on her right arm, and the right half of her face was almost devoid of flesh, leaving two rows of teeth showing. There were no weapons of any kind that Alberto could see. It was at about that moment that he realized he needed to get some help quickly. Although he had heard about the Brianna Denison case, he had not made the connection in his mind at that point that the body might actually be hers. Alberto was unnerved by his macabre discovery and headed quickly back to work to tell his boss, EE Technologies manager Scott Ferris, about what he had found. Retracing Alberto’s footsteps, the two men returned to where the body lay in the field, ten feet or so from the road.
They saw that the body, lying faceup, was in a shallow ditch or gully, and they could tell that it appeared to be a young white female. They noted that there was no flesh on the corpse’s face, as if animals had gotten to it. They could distinctly see the teeth, and they saw that they looked as though they were very white. The woman’s left arm was raised above her head, and her right arm was bent, exposing the open wound that Alberto had noticed. Except for the obvious decomposition in the area of the face, the rest of the body appeared normal—“like a body,” the men said. Scott Ferris took out his cell phone and called 911 at 12:13 P.M. to report the gruesome discovery.
The police sprang into action immediately, and only six minutes later, Officer Victor Ruvalcaba, of the Reno Police Department, was among the first of several officers to arrive. He looked closely at the body and confirmed that there was decomposition on the head and face, and there was some deterioration of the skin tissues. He could tell that the body appeared to have been there in the field for some time, but he could not say for how long with any degree of certainty because of the cold weather, which might have served to preserve it for a time. He began photographing the corpse in the position where it had been found. Suspecting a likely homicide, officers utilized yellow crime-scene tape to
“I just want to say to my daughter, Brianna, that I love you and I miss you,” Bridgette had said. “Nobody’s ever giving up. There are thousands of people looking for you, and I don’t want you to give up. I know you’re hurt, honey, but I really need you to hang in there.”
Chapter 7
The next day, Friday, February 15, 2008, Alberto Jimenez stepped out to grab a sandwich for lunch at a nearby Subway restaurant located near where he worked as a senior manufacturing engineer. His workplace, EE Technologies, was located on Double R Boulevard in South Reno, near a brush-covered field. It was a cool, clear day and on his way back to work he took a shortcut through the field, located on the southwest corner of Double R Boulevard and Sandhill Road, which had, until recently, been covered with snow from a recent storm. As he walked back through the field to return to work, Alberto noticed an evergreen tree that was lying out of place in a field of sagebrush. He could see two bright-colored orange objects, “neon-like,” beneath the tree. At first, he could not make out what they were. He thought they looked like fabric material of some sort and wondered what they were. These items, too, seemed out of place lying in the middle of a sagebrush field. As he came closer, he saw that they were brightly colored orange socks with yellow flowers, on a human-like form. At first, he thought he had stumbled upon a discarded department store mannequin, but he was horrified when he realized that the socks were being worn on someone’s feet—actual human feet. Curiosity, however, overcame his horror and caused him to move even closer to get a better look at what he had found. He soon was able to tell that he was looking at a dead female body, nude except for the bright orange socks, lying underneath a discarded Christmas tree. There appeared to be a wound of some type on her right arm, and the right half of her face was almost devoid of flesh, leaving two rows of teeth showing. There were no weapons of any kind that Alberto could see. It was at about that moment that he realized he needed to get some help quickly. Although he had heard about the Brianna Denison case, he had not made the connection in his mind at that point that the body might actually be hers. Alberto was unnerved by his macabre discovery and headed quickly back to work to tell his boss, EE Technologies manager Scott Ferris, about what he had found. Retracing Alberto’s footsteps, the two men returned to where the body lay in the field, ten feet or so from the road.
They saw that the body, lying faceup, was in a shallow ditch or gully, and they could tell that it appeared to be a young white female. They noted that there was no flesh on the corpse’s face, as if animals had gotten to it. They could distinctly see the teeth, and they saw that they looked as though they were very white. The woman’s left arm was raised above her head, and her right arm was bent, exposing the open wound that Alberto had noticed. Except for the obvious decomposition in the area of the face, the rest of the body appeared normal—“like a body,” the men said. Scott Ferris took out his cell phone and called 911 at 12:13 P.M. to report the gruesome discovery.
The police sprang into action immediately, and only six minutes later, Officer Victor Ruvalcaba, of the Reno Police Department, was among the first of several officers to arrive. He looked closely at the body and confirmed that there was decomposition on the head and face, and there was some deterioration of the skin tissues. He could tell that the body appeared to have been there in the field for some time, but he could not say for how long with any degree of certainty because of the cold weather, which might have served to preserve it for a time. He began photographing the corpse in the position where it had been found. Suspecting a likely homicide, officers utilized yellow crime-scene tape to
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