Send Kris and Rob a Text Message! On the night before Thanksgiving, November 24th, 1971, a man in a dark suit and a sensible tie took seat 18C on Northwest Orient Flight 305—a short hop from Portland to Seattle aboard a Boeing 727. He ordered bourbon and soda, smoked his Raleighs, and handed a folded note to the flight attendant. It wasn’t a phone number. It was a promise. Inside the briefcase, he said, was a bomb. What followed would become the only unsolved hijacking in American aviation hi...
All content for Hitched 2 Homicide is the property of Kris Calvert and Rob Pottorf and is served directly from their servers
with no modification, redirects, or rehosting. The podcast is not affiliated with or endorsed by Podjoint in any way.
Send Kris and Rob a Text Message! On the night before Thanksgiving, November 24th, 1971, a man in a dark suit and a sensible tie took seat 18C on Northwest Orient Flight 305—a short hop from Portland to Seattle aboard a Boeing 727. He ordered bourbon and soda, smoked his Raleighs, and handed a folded note to the flight attendant. It wasn’t a phone number. It was a promise. Inside the briefcase, he said, was a bomb. What followed would become the only unsolved hijacking in American aviation hi...
The Disappearance of Liu Huijun and her Daughter: Two Red Coats and a Seventeen-Year Mystery in Taiwan
Hitched 2 Homicide
41 minutes
3 weeks ago
The Disappearance of Liu Huijun and her Daughter: Two Red Coats and a Seventeen-Year Mystery in Taiwan
Send Kris and Rob a Text Message! In 2008, a mother and her little girl rode an elevator to the 11th floor of a building in Yuanlin, Taiwan—left two red coats and their shoes—and stepped into a stairwell. They were never seen again. This is the cold case of Liu Huijun (劉惠君) and her daughter—often called the “Taiwanese Elisa Lam,” but stranger. We reconstruct the final minutes inside the Yuanlin Finance/Economics Building (員林財經大樓): the elevator ride, the clothing left behind, and the turn into...
Hitched 2 Homicide
Send Kris and Rob a Text Message! On the night before Thanksgiving, November 24th, 1971, a man in a dark suit and a sensible tie took seat 18C on Northwest Orient Flight 305—a short hop from Portland to Seattle aboard a Boeing 727. He ordered bourbon and soda, smoked his Raleighs, and handed a folded note to the flight attendant. It wasn’t a phone number. It was a promise. Inside the briefcase, he said, was a bomb. What followed would become the only unsolved hijacking in American aviation hi...
