Life was close to perfect for sixteen-year-old Phyllis Anderson until the moment she opened the door to her family home and found her parents and younger sister had been slain. Seconds later, she heard her baby brother beg for his life before the sound of gunfire killed the last of her immediate family members. Frightened for her life, and horrified by what she had witnessed, the teen-aged girl perilously hid in a hallway closet, paralyzed by the thought that the killer would eventually find her and deliver the same fate to her as he had to her family. She remained silent as she heard the killer frantically searching the home and calling out her name. Gripped with fear and trepidation, she remained hidden for hours before hearing voices outside the closet. She could feel her heart thumping hard in her chest as she heard a voice count to three before the closet doorknob began turning. Fearing her death was near as the door opened, she covered her head and begged not to be shot, only to hear the reassuring voice of St. Helena Patrolman Greg Wilson. Traumatized by the deaths of her parents and younger siblings, Sammy and Ryan, Phyllis struggled to cope, finding it difficult to make friends, complete schoolwork, hold on to a job or stay in relationships, while always believing the killer, who had eluded police for many years, would ultimately find her and complete the job of murdering her entire family.