On February 25th, 2011, after eight hours of deliberation, the jury returned.
Guilty. First-degree premeditated murder of Ryan Harper.
Kidnapping. Unlawful confinement in inhumane conditions.
The judge sentenced Trevor Klene to life in prison
without the possibility of parole.
Trevor only tilted his head slightly, as if receiving another survey report.
His own parents publicly disowned him.
Outside the courthouse, a reporter asked Camila if she had anything to say.
She looked at the cameras, then down at the small boy in her arms.
“Ryan didn’t get to meet his son,” she said quietly.
“But his son will know exactly who his father was. A good man.
A brave man. A man who stood between me and the dark.”
She kissed the baby’s forehead. “That’s the story I’ll tell.”
Years passed. The Forest Service sealed the bunker with tons of
concrete so it would never become a stop for thrill-seekers.
