The morning of the murders, Rhett woke up at his mother's house. (Betty had custody every other weekend). When police arrived, Rhett says he knew who they were looking for. "I kind of suspected that my mom was getting into trouble," Rhett remembers. "Every time she went over to my dad's house, he would immediately call the cops, and she'd be violating her restraining order. So that's what I figured had happened."
It was a family friend who told him about the shooting. "I just remember thinking, 'Wow.' I wasn't really surprised. … On multiple occasions [my brother and I] went to my dad and said to him that we wanted to live with my mom, and that not having her kids was driving her crazy—and that she could do something extremely irrational if she didn't have us."
With his father dead and his mother in prison, Rhett was shuffled between relatives and even spent time in boot camps for rebellious teens. The scrutiny he endured didn't make it any easier. "I constantly felt like I was under the microscope, like everything I did they were trying to blame on my parents' situation," he says.