In the early hours of January 12, 2020, Michael Israel broke into his ex-girlfriend’s Coney Island home and killed her new boyfriend, James Santiago — while passing drivers who saw him drove by.

On April 28, 2020, Steven Kraft — a 34-year-old Marine veteran — dropped his two daughters off after a custody visit and was never seen again.

A 6-year-old was shot in his own bed. Three years later, the reward has grown to $40,000 — and still no arrest.

He blamed a burglar. Prosecutors proved it was him.

She walked away from a group home. 18 days later, she was gone.

He met a stranger to sell a car. He never came home.

A boy and his stepmother, stabbed in their own home. Twenty years later, no one has answered for it.

A 12-year-old was shot walking home with her own family. Four years later, there’s still no arrest.

She did everything a domestic violence victim is told to do. It didn’t stop him.

A judge freed him early. Nine months later, she was dead.

Two women drove to a custody exchange. Neither one came home.

In June 1986, 20-year-old Salem State College student Claire Gravel was strangled with her own tank top and left along Route 128 in Beverly, Massachusetts. Police quickly named a person of interest, but in 1986 there was no DNA database, no way to turn suspicion into proof. The case went cold.

On November 7, 2005, 68-year-old Rosa Lee Crabtree came home from Sunday service to her house in Rougemont, North Carolina. Someone was waiting inside. Twenty-one years later, no one has ever been arrested or charged.

Christmas morning, 1980: Estella Salinas and her 14-year-old son Andrew never made it to their family gathering. Forty-five years later, the case remains unsolved.

Aaron McInnis stopped to help a stranger in Northeast Portland. It cost him his life — and it took nearly two years to bring his killer to sentencing.

He survived surgery, spoke to his family that night, and was dead by morning. 33 years later, no one has ever been arrested.

He was shot dead on his own birthday. Sixteen years later, no one has ever been arrested.

A tire in the road was the trap. Four years later, only one of three people charged has faced a jury.

Her killer lived in the same apartment complex. It took thirty-three years to prove it.

Brothers Matthew and Philip Reagan left Ohio on a cross-country road trip in March 2020. Their SUV got stuck on a back road on the Navajo Nation near Sawmill, Arizona — and both men were found shot to death half a mile away. Six years later, no suspect has ever been named.

In February 1993, during NBA All-Star Weekend, 35-year-old Theresa Morlock was strangled inside her Salt Lake City apartment. Thirty-three years later, a preserved hair and forensic genetic genealogy finally put a name to her killer.

Tammy Zywicki, 21, vanished from a broken-down car on Interstate 80 in 1992. She was found nine days later, 500 miles away. The case remains unsolved.

Two Everett, Washington women were murdered four years apart in the 1980s. It took a CODIS hit on decades-old evidence and an undercover gum operation to close both cases.

A camera caught her killer’s face every three seconds. A fence blocked it every single time.

She dreamed of being an astronaut. The man who killed her taught astronomy on the sidewalk.

On May 2, 2001, Leslie Preer was killed in her Chevy Chase home. The DNA she took from her attacker cleared her husband within two months — and sat unmatched for 23 years.

She walked into the woods with her boyfriend. Only he walked out.

He posted his birthday plans online. A rival gang was reading them.

She spent 29 years handling DNA evidence for the state. Then an intern found what she had been deleting.

Four young women vanished in nineteen weeks. It took eighteen years to prove who took them.

Police talked to him the day after. It took 42 years to come back.

He was off duty, unarmed, and parked on a quiet street. It took nine years to name his killer.

He flew to New York to sell ten pairs of sneakers. He never flew home.

He told 911 it was an allergic reaction. The lab found cocaine.

She walked home from a payphone in 1984. It took 42 years to convict anyone.

She left to pick up her son. Four days later, they pulled her car out of a pond.

She wrote a children’s book about grief. A jury said she caused it.

A Dallas rapper was chased down a freeway and shot. Prosecutors say a rival rapper paid for it.

She vanished on New Year’s Day. Her body was never found. Her husband was convicted anyway.

A fire captain told her wife she was leaving. The Ring camera recorded what happened next.

He told the story of Tupac’s murder for years. Then a jury finally listened.

A woman walking to work saw a rope on the sidewalk. It led down the hill.

She told her lawyer she was afraid. Then she walked into the courthouse lobby.

The knife sat in an evidence locker for 24 years. When they finally tested it, the jury needed eight minutes.

Firefighters found the house burning with the doors padlocked from outside. It took thirty-three years to name the man who did it.

She walked into her own house in Chula Vista and was never seen again. Five years later, a jury convicted her husband of murder — with no body, no crime scene and no cause of death.

She vanished from her own farm. Three years later, they found her sealed inside a tank on the property.

An argument over birdseed ended with a 23-year-old mother dead — and the man who shot her was a former police officer.

She was murdered in her own home in 1990. It took 35 years, a wrongly-suspected husband, and a DNA breakthrough to finally name a suspect.