Wiley and Shannon left, confused and angry. Stone would never leave her animals untended, not after the great lengths to which she went to rescue them.
On July 1 at 5 a.m., Henry phoned Wiley, and for the first time admitted she did not know where Stone might be. She sounded scared, frantic, telling Wiley, "Lisa did not come home last night." Still, she refused to call the police, so Wiley phoned them herself, speaking with Detective Roy Jackson in the Missing Persons Unit.
Facebook brought childhood friends Lisa Stone (above, right) and Tina Wiley closer together, as it did with many of their Mesquite High School classmates, who have used the social networking site in the search for Stone, who's been missing since June.
Mark Graham
Tina Wiley and Joni Shannon (right), frequently drive by Stone's now-vacant house in Far East Dallas.
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"The case is closed," he told her. There was nothing more they could do without evidence that Lisa was missing. Jackson encouraged her to bait Henry with more money to see if she'd reveal more details about Stone's whereabouts, but that already had failed to work. Wiley was miffed—wasn't it obvious something had happened to her friend?
Uncertain what to do next, Wiley searched Stone's Facebook friends list to find her former boss, Pat Westrich-James, who might verify that Stone had been doing odd jobs for her, as Henry claimed. But Westrich-James said she had been away vacationing in Florida; she hadn't spoken to Stone in weeks.
Hours later, Henry called Wiley back and told her she had found Stone, strung out at the apartment of another woman whom she had met at a bar. Wiley gave Henry an ultimatum: Go get Stone and put her on the phone, or she would go to the police. Henry said she was going to let her sleep off her hangover and would pick her up the next day.
Early the next morning, July 2, Wiley phoned Henry, who assured her she was in the car, driving to pick up Stone from the woman's apartment. While on the call, Wiley was also on Facebook, chatting with Shannon, telling her what was transpiring with Henry. Shannon, who lived near Stone, decided to drive to Stone's house fast, to make certain Henry had actually left.
At the intersection of Northwest Highway and Shiloh Road, Shannon, with Wiley on the phone, was shocked at what she saw—Henry, driving Stone's Cadillac.
"Whoa, crap!"Shannon exclaimed to Wiley. "Did she recognize me?" Wiley said she probably wouldn't recognize her car, and she should keep following her. Weaving in traffic, Shannon tailed the Cadillac to a nearby 7-Eleven and parked behind a gas pump, hoping to use it for cover.
To her horror, Shannon watched Henry throw trashbags of clothes into the dumpster along with a suitcase full of keepsakes—Stone's brother's death certificate, her memory albums from high school and heirloom jewelry. Shannon recognized some of the items immediately, because Stone had carried them to their many get-togethers. Stone then pulled away from the convenience store and back into traffic.
"What should I do?" Shannon whispered wildly to Wiley. "Follow her!" Wiley told her—stuff in the dumpster can wait. Trying to remain undercover, Shannon followed the Cadillac to Wal-Mart, where she saw Henry exit the car, a cup of coffee in hand, and head into the store. A few minutes later, she walked out with a few groceries and drove away again. Henry had never gone to any woman's apartment, says Shannon, and had never picked up Stone.
After digging Stone's belongings out of the dumpster, thanks to a helpful store manager, Wiley and Shannon were convinced they had enough evidence to persuade the police to reopen the case. Over the July Fourth weekend, Markle met the women in Dallas, and they devised a timeline of the events of the past month—the phone calls, the Facebook posts and, most important, the morning Shannon had tailed Henry to the 7-Eleven.
On July 5, five of Stone's girlfriends—among them Wiley, Shannon and Markle—walked into Jack Evans Police Headquarters and refused to leave until they could speak with an investigator. Finally, they met with missing persons and special investigations detectives. They showed the police their timeline and convinced Detective Jackson to seek a search warrant for Stone's home. In the affidavit supporting the issuance of the warrant, he swore before a judge that he believed "Lisa Lynn Stone was met with foul play."
Three days later, police executed the search warrant, seizing sheets from both women's beds and taking DNA swabs from several locations inside the home, which were sent to the forensic lab for analysis. Henry was also taken into custody for questioning but police found her reluctant to cooperate.
"It was yes/no answers," Special Investigations Unit Supervisor Eugene Reyes says. Almost immediately, Henry asked for a lawyer, and the police were stymied. "There is a thing called the Constitution," Reyes says, and there's little the police can do without hard evidence to convince anyone to speak with them.
Police thought they might have found hard evidence in mid-July when cell phone records led officers accompanied by dogs to search a rural area in Hunt County for Stone's body. Their efforts, however, proved unsuccessful. "That was probably nothing," Reyes admits now. But they were hoping for any lead at all.
Henry didn't exactly take kindly to the heightened level of investigative scrutiny she was receiving from Stone's girlfriends and neighbors.