Transcript for 11-year-old arrested for his pregnant soon-to-be stepmother’s murder: Part 1
Reporter: This is Jordan brown when he was still a typical fifth grader. Quarterback of the peewee football team, the warriors, coached by his father Chris, a single dad. Jordan had always been the center of his father’s universe. They were best friends. They did everything together. Reporter: Their hometown, wampum, Pennsylvania, 40 miles north of Pittsburgh, a rural oasis for water lovers and off-roaders. It’s a heavily wooded area with a lot of small towns. A lot of hills and it’s very beautiful. Reporter: Jordan’s childhood is filled with typical birthday parties, petting zoos, and pony rides. His dad closely by his side. Jordan’s grin lighting up his elementary school photos year after year. What was Jordan like, what kind of kid was he at 11? He was your average 11-year-old kid. All-American child. You know, played sports — baseball, football — had friends. Reporter: This is Jordan brown today, now 21, remembering that tender, precious time in his life fondly. What kind of childhood would you say you had up until 11? Normal, I guess. I had friends always coming over. We used to always play. Games, like, video games. Reporter: And back then, Chris was happy, too. Working in shipping at a local tableware factory, engaged to a woman he’d known since his teens, Kenzie Houk. A hairstylist and stay at home mom, and also a single parent. Mother of two young girls, 7-year-old jenessa and 4-year-old adalynn. What made you love her? Who she was. Who she was, a person. Kenzie was real feisty. She was funny. She always had a beautiful smile, liked everybody and she loved her children. That’s all she ever said, when you say, “What do you wanna be when you grow up?” “I want to be a mom, I want kids.” Reporter: Kenzie and Chris and their kids had recently moved in together, to this farm house. The new, blended family seemed to be bonding. Jordan even called Kenzie “Mom.” What was your relationship like with your soon-to-be stepmom? It was strong. She was really nice. I liked her a lot. She bent over backwards for him. She had a good relationship with him. Reporter: And a new sibling was on the way. Chris and Kenzie were eagerly awaiting a baby together. A boy they had already named Christopher. She was thrilled. That’s what she wanted. I had had a shower, the clothing was washed. Diapers were where they were supposed to be and everything. Yeah, she was ready. Reporter: You were excited about the baby on the way? Oh, yeah. Absolutely. I mean, what father wouldn’t be. I was happy. I always wanted a little brother. And it was a boy. So that’s what I was gonna get. Reporter: So you were excited about it. Yeah, I was really excited. Reporter: It is a frigid February morning in 2009. Kenzie is 8 1/2 months pregnant. And their hopes for a future together as a family were about to shatter. I remember getting up that morning, running a little late for work. She had asked me to stay home that day and I didn’t. And that’s something that’s haunted me. Reporter: What do you remember? It was just a Normal morning. My sister Janessa woke me up. Reporter: Kenzie is asleep in the downstairs bedroom. Jordan is in his bedroom upstairs. Once the baby arrived, they were going to swap bedrooms, so Jordan had already moved his clothes downstairs. Went downstairs, got my clothes, went in the bathroom, got dressed. And we just sat on the couch in the living room waiting. And then Kenzie told us to go ’cause the bus is coming and we’re gonna be late. So we hurry up and went out the backdoor and ran down the driveway. Went to school. Reporter: Around 8:15 A.M., Jordan and Janessa leave for school. 4-year-old adalynn is asleep upstairs. 9:00 A.M., tree trimmers arrive to work around the house. Later, a tree trimmer sees adalynn in the doorway. Sobbing. She tells him her mother is dead. He calls 911. And as we arrived on the scene and did our initial assessment, Kenzie was in the bedroom. Reporter: What was your impression? At that point, we assumed that somehow she had hemorrhaged. We didn’t move her. At that point, we’re trying to maintain the integrity of the scene. Reporter: When did you realize you had a murder on your hands? The coroner was taking photos and I was standing right at the edge of the doorway. And I remember the coroner saying, as he started to touch the body, “We have a problem.” And that’s when we realized that it was a homicide. Reporter: 26-year-old Kenzie had been shot in the back of the head, execution style. Police attempt cpr but it is too late. Then, police make the dreaded call to Chris, telling him to come home immediately. They told me that the baby was gone. And I remember collapsing in the yard. I lost it. Reporter: Chris brown is interviewed at the state police barracks. You’re voluntarily giving us this statement? Yes. You’re not under arrest, you’re free, okay. Reporter: Was Chris brown a suspect? Well, when you open an investigation, you have to leave everything open as far as who may be suspects. Reporter: Chris describes his final moments with Kenzie. I gave her a kiss, told her I loved her, she kissed me back and I left. Reporter: Chris had been at work at the factory, and his hands are clean of gunpowder residue, so he’s quickly eliminated as a suspect. Meanwhile, police head to mohawk elementary school to speak to the children. Kenzie’s daughter Janessa doesn’t report anything out of the ordinary. Sounds like a typical morning for Jordan too. And they asked if anything unusual happened. And I just told them that, you know, it was just a Normal morning. Reporter: But he does tell police he saw a black truck by the garage. In the very first interview with police, you mentioned that you saw a vehicle in the driveway. I didn’t think anything of it. You know, it’s just a truck. I thought, you know, it was just some guy there, you know, doing work or something. Reporter: 3:30 A.M., the following morning, a grieving father and son have just managed to finally nod off, when the silence of the night is broken by someone pounding at their door. I had just fallen asleep, Jordan was in my arms. And we were woke up shortly after. Reporter: It’s the police, they have a warrant to arrest Jordan. They took me to the police barracks. And I was in there. And then they took me straight to the county jail. I wasn’t with anybody. It was just a bunch of strangers.
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