Abducted In Plain Sight ......Sexual and Emotional Abuse... ****MUST SEE****

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She was a beautiful little girl. Very bright and very lively. She smiled brightly at me. And as she smiled, there were definite dimples in both cheeks. She smiled brightly at me. And as she smiled, there were definite dimples in both cheeks. In both cheeks. My heart went out to her. I walked up to her, put my arm around her and drew her close to me and held her tight. She looked at that man, her eyes beaten. And I knew that I had found a little girl that I was searching for. And she had probably the most ebulant personality of any child I had ever known. She was just so outgoing. She was our first in. She was a firecracker. Jan was kind of my champion. I was very shy as a child and she was not. My earliest childhood memories would be with my two sisters Karen and Susan. They're younger than I am by two years each. Karen's the middle child, Susan's the baby. And I was definitely the big sister of the bossy one. My sisters and I really, we were really good friends. I mean, we played together. We had a good, just what I consider normal childhood, just real free and easy. We lived in Hokkaido, Idaho. We had the type of a neighborhood that you never locked your doors. Always open. You could trust everyone in the neighborhood. My mom and dad were, you know, very kind of traditional, just really sweet parents. My mom was at home. I always remember coming home after school. My mom would be ironing. My father's a florist. I owned a flower shop for 40 years. I was completely loved. I was completely secure. I mean, we were listened to. And I think that was crucial for all of us surviving. What we did. I met Bob Richtold, June 1972. I was the co-rester at our church and was leading the music one Sunday and looked down and saw a family that I didn't know. My aunt had met them first. She was always met the nicest family. They had five children and some of them were the age of our daughters. She was telling me all about them and how I have a boyfriend. He was. He had such an effervescent, wonderful personality. We became very good friends. And he was in business and we talked about business matters. And it just sort of clicked. We had things in common. I was in business. I had a family. He had a family. One of the first things that I remember became home from church and there was this beautiful fruit basket. There was a little card on it. And it said, we sure enjoy your family. The Richtold. I was personally thrilled about my word. It's a pretty sharp guy. My first impression when I saw Richtold and his wife, Gail, I thought of them not quite matching because she was the quiet one. But she and I became really quite close friends. Everybody had a best friend. You know, between the Brobergs and the Richtold family, there was a best friend for everyone. We had some of our best family times when we were with the Richtold family. Richtold would pick us up in the morning and we would get in the car and we would all shout together. It's going to be a great day. And that's how we would start our mornings. I don't remember who came up with the idea that we started to call him B. Pretty much every day he would come by at night and talk to my parents and he was so engaged with the kids too. I mean, he really was fun and he wanted to swing us around and put a puzzle together and, you know, I mean, he was the fun dad. But definitely, his attentions were definitely on Dan. Brother B, he used to call me all kinds of names, but really the only one that I really remember was Dolly. A splattering of clouds were sent on fire by the raising the setting sun. I looked at my Dolly, her face was in glow. She reached out and took my hand and said, I love you. I returned. I love you too, beautiful. I turned to her, put my arms around and pulled her close to me and said, Dolly, you brought a special light into my life. I love you more than words can tell. She looked up at me. I've been over and we've just... no man could love any woman more. He did give special attention to Dan that annoyed both Bob and I. His fascination with Jan was a little disturbing. B was like a second father to me. I completely loved him, completely trusted him and felt extremely safe. I felt like I was one of his children. Bert Scholl had called me earlier in the day and said, I want to take Jan out horseback riding down in American Pulse. Bert Scholl comes driving up to my house and said, OK, I'm ready to take Jan. She came in the back door. I was like, oh yes, yes, yes, I want to go. I want to go. And my mom was like, it's a school night and you have piano. And I think we should try for a different day. And he says, well, I guess I could pick her up from her piano lesson and just take her straight out. And I begged my mother, please, yes, let me go. I said, you better be back before Bob gets home for dinner. I'll have her back. I'll have her back. B picked me up from my piano lesson and said, I brought your allergy pills. You know, you should take one of those before we go to the horses. Downed that and off we went. I must have passed out pretty quickly because I have no recollection of getting to the stables, no recollection of the drive, no recollection of him. When she didn't come home, I was a little nervous, anxious. Maybe they broke down. Around nine o'clock at night, Bert Scholl's wife, Gail, came over, worried. And I said, maybe I should call the state police. I don't do anything. I'm sure he'll be coming any minute and any minute. And so we waited. That was thirsty. They went course back riding. We had Friday. Didn't call anybody. Didn't want tap set. Gail. And this one on for about two days and I see Mary Ann. We better get the law involved so we need some help to find them. On Saturday morning, I dialed the FBI. They said the office is close for the weekend. If you have an emergency call, this office in Mutantana. I didn't follow through because I thought, I don't want to get all these people all worked up over nothing. And so we waited. Another night came and went and then it was Sunday. Well, let's just, if they're not back by Sunday, we'll call. I got the call in my FBI office in Pocotello, Idaho. I had been an agent for six, seven years when this kidnapping took place. My partner and I left the office right away, went over to the Brobergs house. When we talked to them for several hours, Robert Burstold was a close friend of theirs. A neighbor, he was a Pocotello businessman. A member of their LDS faith, you know, pillar in the community. And lots of friends, they didn't suspect any type of file playing, even though it was five days. I don't think he's kidnapped her. He's just gone someplace with her. And he had to drill that into our minds. He kidnapped her. She's your daughter. She's gone. We went over to interview Gail Burstold and she told us that they had a motor home in the storage unit. We went out there and the motor home was gone. I realized that the FBI was going to have to conduct a thorough investigation to locator because I believe at that time she was kidnapped. Our county sheriff's office is done. Glandis is dispacked. We got a call recording an abandoned Ford vehicle out on register lock. State Park, the keys were inside the vehicle. The side door on the dropper side was broken out. There was a small amount of blood on the inside of the dropper's door. They found by Burstold's car with blood on the window. The window was broken out from the inside out of somebody who reached in there to get them. They'd be outside the car and break the window into the car. He left a lot of blood so he could have an excuse that somebody kidnapped them. We found tire tracks like a motor home and a set of footprints. Which leads me to believe he probably carried Jan and put her in the motor home. We knew Burstold had Jan but we didn't know where they were. It was a nationwide search. We sent out APBs to all law enforcement throughout the country, even border security from Mexico and Canada. This went on for weeks. There was no sign of anything like finding an eagle in the haystack. You didn't know where to turn or where to go. You don't know what to do. You want to do something and there's nothing you can do. I dealt with it by having to know every step of what was going on. I tried to hear everything. I was one of those that stood behind the door with the FBI agent, it was in the other room with my parents. One day I walked in the house. Jan's bedroom was in the back of the house in the basement. I walked into her room and saw my dad lying on her bed. He was sobbing. I don't remember my dad sobbing or really crying very much, even though he's an emotional person. I think that was the first time I really realized that something really bad was going on. For those first about three weeks, there were so many people that came by. Friends and neighbors and everyone in the neighborhood just were there. So many of them couldn't believe they had seen this man. They had talked to this man. He was part of their lives too. Some of them said he wouldn't hurt her. He would not hurt her. And I believe that he would not hurt her. And we love everyone in that community because they were trying to help us get through. They love Jan. They were trying to give us support and say, we just know she'll get back okay. It was a tender time. It was hard. It was the agony of going to bed every night and trying to sleep and say, where is she? Is she okay? As our investigation continued, I talked to many people in Poketel that knew him and found out that Bob Birchdold had an infatuation for young girls. My brother was always a sexual pervert. He always did like little girls. I guess he had a need to fulfill as a pedophile because he was a pedophile and I knew that. One time mom and dad went somewhere, my brother started messing with my sister. But see, they weren't half-brother and sister. She'd have been six and he'd have been 12 or 13. This was the first pedophile case I'd ever run across. I couldn't comprehend it at first. The FBI taught me he's a stranger danger. We never call him pedophiles. I'm sure it was in a dictionary someplace. But now I'm hearing these things about Bob Birchdold, love and little kids. I mean all these things are just making my skin crawl. He tried to get to two other little girls in Poketel before the parents cut him off and then he found Jan Broberg. After that, his number one goal was to seduce Jan Broberg. Robert Birchdold and Brobergs became friends and they trusted each other and it's just the way Bob Birchdold wanted. Part of his behavior pattern is to destroy everything that's in his way to get to the little girl, to get to Jan. So he's separating her from her family as fast as he can. Jan and I shared a room downstairs and it was a big room. You know we kind of said all maybe someday we'll make us each a bedroom. Birchdold came up with this idea at one time that we were getting older and wouldn't we like to have our own bedrooms and he was a handyman and owned a furniture store and I do remember him building that wall and putting a wall between the two rooms. I haven't been excused to be there. And to separate Jan from me, yeah. He had a way of flattering you, doing things for you and then taking advantage of the situation of trust that he puts you in. We were invited to go on a boating trip with Birchdold. He was not just inviting us but he had invited Jan. I just suspected that there was something amiss at that Audi. I said that's the last time that I will do anything with the Birchdold. I have no use for that. We used to do like sleepovers all the time. We went to the Birchdold's house. They had a gigantic trampoline in the backyard and so we would all sleep out under the stars on the trampoline. One night I remember waking up and being aware that my panties were down around my ankles and being scared. Birchdold was laying by me and he definitely had his hands on me. He said I was tossing and turning a lot and that I must have just gotten uncomfortable and taken my panties down. It felt like it was plausible because what was not plausible was that this person could have done anything to harm me. Jan had been on a trip with the Birchdold's before when this whole trip to Seattle came up. When they came back and he had all these weird stories about all this stuff that had happened with Jan. The story that he told us was that sitting at dinner she just all of a sudden started to rock back and forth and started saying strange things. Everybody's going Jan, are you okay? He said I better take her back to the room because there is something wrong with this child. I remember being carried into the motel. When I was groggy and in and out of consciousness, Jan had said that she had woken up and saw him naked. Jan Broberg and Robert Birchdold had an unnatural relationship. Birchdold targeted Jan and he targeted his parents. He knew that he had a destroyer Marianne and Bob Broberg to get to Jan. And they fell right into a trap. It's like a mouse going into a trap. They never even saw it coming. Never. Birchdold called me on the phone from his furniture store and say, Marianne, I can't get out for lunch. Why don't you bring me down a sandwich? And so I thought, okay, and I started with that, taking a lunch down on occasions when he'd call. He was a new face in town and a new person that had a great personality and had some of the charisma that Bob didn't possess. Birchdold began saying the things to me that were exciting to hear. He said, you have a beautiful body in those legs. And I felt this fluttering inside of me. He could give me a great feeling about myself. I was attracted to him. That was when it began and I tried to ignore it. But I remember the way it made me feel. And I thought, oh, my, I can't feel this way about him. The thing that solidified it was when we went to a church function in Logan, Utah. While we were there, we took a ride up into the mountains. Before we left, we got a little too cozy. Started kissing and hugging and he touched my breasts. And things got a little carried away. I stayed there longer than we should. But nothing beyond that went back home and tried to be calm and enjoy our lives. I thought about it every day, a lot. I thought about that feeling and that touch. I'd been married for 12, 13 years by then. And it was an excitement, an excitement to me. The first shoulder was very knowledgeable in the sexual field. But he did not have a good relationship with his wife sexually. One day he came in the store and I could tell he was extremely disturbed. He says, are you free? Let's go for a ride. He says, I cannot stand my wife. I need to have sex. I could see that he was sexually aroused. He says, oh, can you give me some relief? We were laughing and he said, oh, Bob, it's just kid stuff. And I've got to have relief. So I was dumb enough to reach over and relieve him in an act of masturbation. I did the worst thing I've ever done as far as breaking the trust and the fidelity that I had with my wife. I ended into a homosexual relationship with her father in order to have access to jam. I had a fixation for jam. I didn't play, but I did. And I wanted to be around it. The guy played him perfectly. He wanted to tear down the defenses of the robberks. He wanted to get them out of the way. It's kind of like you have dominoes. On one end is Bob Birch told. On the fourth domino is Jan Broberg. In the middle is Mary Ann and Bob. He just went as well, knocked those dominoes over. And so you have Birch told and Jan and nobody in between. The LDS Church decided that they would counsel him. And he went to a counselor and I don't fall. That man told our investigators that he had also gone to California. They go to a clinical psychologist who would help him overcome this obsession with Jan. When he came home, he had to tell Bob and I that he was being treated for the abuse he suffered as a child. He said, no, Bob, this will probably flore you. I had sex with an aunt when I was four years old. I just blew my mind. He said to me, Bob, part of my therapy is to just spend some time alone with your daughters. Would you mind? And I said, no. And he said, you can call the doctor and ask him. It takes plain to do it if you want to. And I said, no, I trust you. After Jan has gone to bed, he just lay down by her. Neither one of us is comfortable with him doing it, but it was part of his therapy. Listen for the waves in the background and she starts caressing you a little faster now and you can feel it and it feels so good. She's caressing you very rapidly now and you can feel it very rapidly. It feels good and you listen for the waves. You feel the warmth soft blanket and the blanket smells good. They were duped in a terrible, terrible way. Our investigation determined that the guy was not a licensed psychologist. He had had his license revoked. And he is the one that gave birth to all these weird tapes to play as he lay with her at night. He was molesting her. He would always give her vitamins and stuff for her allergies when in fact we determined later through our investigation that he's given her sleeping pills and to make his job lot easier. I never had an inkling that he had sexual designs on Jan. We weren't really sure even then what a child molester was. And I tell you, I don't know how he could have been so gullible when there were so many red flags. But I didn't see the red flags. I found the broalbergs to be naive. They don't know things like that happen. And it was the most difficult thing. This is the most difficult case I've ever had in my life. I woke up. It was dark. I had the sensation that I was moving. But I was laying on a bed. My wrists and my ankles both had straps around them. I couldn't move. This monotone voice kept talking in my ear. It looked like a little white intercom looking box that I could see to the side of my pillow. And I immediately thought I'd been kidnapped by a UFO. I was in and out of sleep, really deep sleep. I woke up again. The restraints were off. I had been informed by the aliens, Zeta and Zethra, or their names, that I actually was part alien. My mother was my biological mother, but my father wasn't actually my biological father. I had a father from this alien planet. I was in the middle of a Christmas story that I'd heard every year since I was a child. You know that Joseph was like my dad. You know, took care of Jesus, but really the father of Jesus was God the Father. The mission was that I was to have a child, the child that would save the alien planet by the time I turned 16. The box said if I couldn't perform the mission, they had a backup plan. That was my sister Susan, that she was also half alien and half human and that she would be taken. Oh, Zeta, I'm gonna be mother. And there you will meet the male companion. And there on the little couch of the motorhome was B. It was a person that I was so loved and so trusted and was familiar to me. I wasn't alone anymore. You know, it was like this huge relief. He was covered in blood, he was cut. I mean he wasn't moving, his eyes were closed. He looked to me like he was dead. And so I'm crying and I'm shaking him and touching him, wake up, wake up, you have to wake up. And so he comes to and he starts to tell me what had happened. We were driving out to go horseback riding and all of a sudden I saw this white light coming down out of the sky and the car started to vibrate and move and shake. We must have been taken by this powerful light. And I said, no, we were here, we're here, we're together and there's a mission. I completely knew that he was the male companion that together we're supposed to have a child. The whole thing of him being, you know, this 40 year old man and me being a 12 year old girl was definitely strange. The whole thing was strange, but I also now felt like, well I'm an alien. I'm strange, I'm not normal. I believed it absolutely. I mean when you combine being isolated and completely afraid, you can pretty much get someone to do or believe anything. Those first few weeks I had no concept of how much time had gone by really. I think I was drugged a lot of the time, but I do remember him specifically going through the cupboards of the motor home. And one of the cupboards had these three or four books. I knew that the books were about sex. And then shortly after that the box said, we think it's time for you to ask the male companion to do what makes people happy. I don't remember the violent kind of rape that I've heard other women talk about. Birch told Wood insert his penis just slightly barely. It was always just an inch. He almost was as concerned that it was an enjoyable experience for me as it was obviously for him. There was like a little tiny fan in the roof of the motor home. I could look up through that little fan and I could just look at the leaves. There was some kind of a branch or a tree or something and I could just look at the leaves. Just look at the leaves. If you just look at the leaves it'll be okay. I guess that's how I got through it. Bob call me and says, I want you to call Mary Ann and get a written permission for Jen and I to come back to the United States and get married. Because we were married in Mexico but it isn't legal in the United States. Under Mexican law it has to be 12 years old. And of course they qualified. I was I rate. I didn't even think that that could happen. His brother called and he said they want to come home but he cannot come home unless you give him permission to marry her. In the United States of America and I said permission to marry her we would never do that. Well he can't come back unless you do. He'll be a dead man or spend the rest of his life in prison if he comes back. You have kidnapping charges. She says absolutely not we will go not that where are they and then I in my mind I decided to get him home. I had the FBI come in and they tapped the phone. He called me and says I'm in Mocelon, Mexico. The FBI was able to trace the call to a hotel in Mocelon. I started to ruin our relationship. I started to kill me when he come back. Our legal adage in Mexico City was contacted. He contacted the federalis. The Mexican police came to the motor home. All of a sudden they came through the door. They literally like kicked the door down. They crammed all of us into this small little vehicle. I could kind of see him almost in the rearview mirror and just kind of looking at me like he was scared. They took us to this Mexican prison. At one point one of the Mexican police officers led me down into a lower level in this dang dark water smelling hallway to be cell. He gave the guard his gold ring in order for the guard to let him talk to me. Be said tell your family that I brought you on a vacation and that I made a mistake. I took you too far away. I didn't tell your family like I should have. He said I've been visited by Zeta and Zethra. They came to me and they told me that there are four things that you can't talk about. I couldn't talk about them. Zeta, Zeta, the alien planet. I couldn't talk about the relaxing pills that I'd been given. I couldn't talk about the mission. And so therefore I couldn't talk about any of the sexual experiences that we had had. He said you will have no other contact with any other men. Even with your dad and if either of us talk about any of these four things, my sister Karen would go blind. The threat against my father was that they would remove him. That's how they put it, which I knew meant they would kill him. And then of course the threat with Susan was that they would take her. And he said your parents will probably come. But make sure that you don't tell them or anyone, anyone about those four things or you will be vaporized. They have the power to take our lives and also to take our spirits. We won't even exist. For me as this young girl who had always had a very strong faith in life after death, it was a terrifying thought. It was probably the thing that kept me obedient to what they wanted me to do more than anything. Bob and I flew to Mazatlan to bring Jan home. We wanted to go and we wanted to be there with her and let her know that we still left her. All of a sudden we saw that little girl waving, screaming. I can remember saying that any of that Charlie girl, she's ours. Jan, all of a sudden she just kind of went to pieces. She started saying, what about B? They're going to do something bad to him and I said we can't think about B right now as you. They'll have to work that out with the FBI. Why did you call the FBI? I was fine. I was fine. I'm on vacation with B. And nothing happened. Nothing happened. But we've got to take him and I said, sorry we're going home Jan. We're going home. But I can remember the kids running down my cheeks. I didn't say anything to Mary Ann. I just thought, you know, she's not our Jan. I mean, the Jan got on the plane. She wouldn't sit by me. But I can remember the sorrow that I felt on that plane. Mary Ann was sitting next to me and I said to Mary Ann, I don't think our problems are over. Bob Birchstoll is arrested in Mexico, brought to the United States. He appeared before a grand jury and they indicted him for kidnapping charges. We had her examined by a physician. That physician said she has not had her hymen broken. I can see no trauma of sexual abuse. That relieved us a great deal. I couldn't get her to really talk about things other than, oh, well I went parasailing and she would talk about some of the things she had done in Mexico. But she definitely was, you know, standoffish, especially with my dad. I showed her the clipping of the kidnapping that was in the paper and she said, that isn't true dad. She was sticking up for him. She seemed fine. She went back to school, picked up where she was going, was doing fine. We didn't have any real concerns about her. My thoughts were constantly about, about B. How are we going to continue the mission? How am I going to be with him? How am I going to see him? How am I going to do this? I was separating myself emotionally and mentally from my family because I knew that the mission hadn't been accomplished. I knew that more was to come. When I told Mary Ann and Bob not to talk to Gail, Birch Stoll, Bob Birch Stoll, don't let your kids play with their kids, this is a serious thing. Stay away from them. Which they did not do. It was on Christmas Eve when Gail Birch Stoll came to the door and asked to talk to Bob alone. The two of them went back to the den and chatted for quite some time. Gail came out, went on their way and then Bob said to me, Gail wants us to drop all the charges against her husband. She asked us to sign some affidavits. All Bob said was, if we don't sign these affidavits, they're going to expose the dirty laundry between me and Birch Stoll. I was quite shocked. I felt terrible, especially for my husband. I just thought, oh no, that can't happen. So we signed the affidavits. My daughter was not taken by force or against her will. Nor was she held or confined against her will at any time while in the company of the defendant. I honestly believe there is a strong possibility that the defendant was under the impression. He had my husbands and my consent to take my daughter with him when he left in October. I had the right under the First Amendment to the United States Constitution to keep these mages within my family. I feel that the interest of justice and society would not be served by continuing to prosecute this matter. Here's these people crying about their daughter and I'm living over there. I'm neglecting my own family. When all of a sudden they walk in with, oh, we let her go. They're covering her own hiding at the kid, which is a shame. The general public was not happy. We had lots of phone calls from people we did not know that said, why would you do that? The US federal attorney called us and he was livid. He said, you can't do this. We are going to have a trial. Birch told him it was bound over for trial. But I don't have any witnesses all of a sudden. The real birds basically took the government's case and stomped on it. Birch told him to move to Ogden, Utah to work at his brother Joe's car dealership. Gail stayed behind. She didn't know. He didn't know. Maybe he would work there until he could get on his feet. Then he'd move the family close to him. He'd come work for me and he'd sold cars out to the Yin Yang super seldom. He could sell anybody anything. He continually came home every weekend. He was in church. Every weekend people were patting him on the back and saying, oh, we're so sorry. We know you've been ill. We hope this all passes and that you can get your life back together. We were so kind when he came back home. Even at that point, we weren't aware of how deep the sick man was. The first time that I remember actually seeing him after the kidnapping, it was in the night. It was in my back bedroom downstairs. The first thing that woke me up was the little box. The little box. Birch told appeared in my bedroom. He came in and he would talk about the mission and that the mission was going to continue and that they were making plans and preparations for us to be together and just to keep doing what I was doing and to keep following the rules. And I continued to be in communication with Birch told or he was in communication with me and I would do whatever I was told to do. I would occasionally get a note from someone at school. It would say you need to go to such and such location to the phone booth at 4 o'clock this afternoon and there you will receive further instructions. I would get letters from B and it would be a love letter about what he was going through and how much he missed me and how much he knew we were meant to be together and my natural response was to respond in kind and write loving letters back to him and try to figure out how to get them to him. Did you know that your sweetheart, if you didn't, I want you to know that you are. Our love must be pretty great. You've sure gone through a lot for each other. Your doll and you can. The shift from I loved this man like my father to I love him like a husband or like a man happened. She said, while I miss him so much, I want to marry him and I said, you want to marry B? She said, yes, I want to marry him and we want to have children together. I loved him as deeply as I've ever loved anyone. My level of commitment and love for him was as profound as anything that I have ever experienced in the realm of real love. But it was profound, it was committed, it was in me in every sense of the word. Here's a letter from B to me. I'm probably 13. Hi, darling. I awake this morning thinking of you as usual and loving you even more. I remembered you in Oliver and the night you cried when you sang, where is love? Especially for me. Remember this song from Oliver as long as he needs me and the meaning it had in the play? As long as he needs me. Please, honey, sing it over and over and know I need your love more now than anything on this earth. Evil forces would like nothing more than to destroy us and ruin everything. I can do no more than love you every minute of my life. The rest is up to you. Be brave, do everything right and don't give up hope. I never will because through it all there is you forever. Be. I heard from him every day with call and talk and tell me how much he loved me. You wanted me as part of his life. I kept saying, please tell me, please tell me why did you marry Jan? He said, well, if you will come and talk with me personally, I'll give you the whole details about it. I went down and went over to his motorhome, met him there. After he got off work and we sat and talked. He told me how much he loved me, over and over and over. He kept telling me, we could have a great life together, Marianne. All you need to do is get divorced. Come and live with me. It was not long before he was holding my hand and then was stroking my leg. You know, he forties hard out and he's so loud. I stayed too long at his motorhome and we engaged in necking and kissing and eventually in sexual intercourse. I loved my husband but I betrayed him. After it happened, I knew that I had crossed the path that I could never go back and undo. It was done. I think it was about four days or five days after she had gone. Burst told called me and he told me what happened and that's when real trouble started in our marriage. And it just got worse. My sexual affair with Mr. Burst told lasted for eight months. I would say that I was in love with Burst told. It was a exciting time for me. I knew what he was doing. I knew that it wasn't Marianne. I knew that it was Janne. It was always about sex at that point. That was what all of those encounters were about for him. After speaking with the bishop more than once, he said, Bob, you've got to make some decisions because Marianne is on the wrong path. So I filed for a divorce. I was served as a subpoena to leave the home. I was endangering his three girls. I was shocked that he would do that. I wasn't about to let him have my children. I took the girls and we went somewhere. On the day that I knew that she was going to be served the papers. No question. The worst thing of my life. We drove to a restaurant out of town. When we got to the restaurant and he told us that and my mom were going to be separated. Especially then in my little town. I mean, nobody got divorced and not my parent. I felt like crawling in a hole and bearing myself alive. There was nothing. Really, I felt like I had to live for anymore. It was a tough, tough time. Two or three days went by and he called me and he said, well, you're going to lose your wife and you're going to lose your children. And I just hung up on him. But I never the rest was extremely worried. And he called me and told me, well, Marianne, if you just leave Bob, I'll find your apartment. You can have a whole new life down here and you will be so happy. And I said, I'm not leaving my husband. I'm sorry. He said, well, he doesn't want you. Look what he's done to you. Kick you out of the home. I know if you will get you an attorney and go back and file charges against him. You'll end up with your children because Bob's a homosexual. I said, that's not true. I went to an attorney and told him I need help. I do not want a divorce. He said, you need to cut out the cancer. This is not a good man. I went back to my home. I was standing in the kitchen and she opened the door and she said, I can't raise these children home. And I know they need you and they need me. I said, I will get him out of my life. I don't want him in my life any longer. We dispelled him to each other's arms. And that was enough for me. Erstel went into court and he pled guilty to a felony charge of kidnapping. The judge sent him to five years and reduced all five years down to 45 days. He used to report to jail within three months. Be moved away from Pocahtello and had bought a family fun center like a game center in Jackson Hole, Wyoming. I wanted to go and work there for the summer. I begged my mother, I cried to my father, I screamed a little. He said, absolutely not. No is the answer. That was in 1976 and she was so insistent. She went on to just become a person that she had never become. To pick arguments, pick on her sisters, to pick on us, to just make life miserable around there. She was deciding what was going on with her. No questions, no say for my mother. Erstel called me and he said, don't hang out. I want you to tell you that Jan's coming to Jackson Hole. She's going to go out and get on the highway and start hiking if you don't let her come. And I thought, my gosh, I've got to do something. Well, eventually my mother took me and put me on a plane and sent me to Jackson Hole. I was livid that she put her on that airplane. I said, dear, you'll regret that decision someday. I'm going to have a lot of time to take the corners. What happened to me, too? The guy on the phone, the boat, screwed up. He said, I just want to show him the shirt and everybody's just screwed me up. What's the water call? What's the water call? Yes, no call. When I got up and covered that last night, I was just scared of that. The mission continued, you know, there was more sex. You didn't even watch the scene. You were too much, you were too much. What are you talking about? What are you talking about? Yes. And then we got up there and the sun was going down and there was a good sun there. Okay. Bee told me that he and Gail were getting no divorce. And now we could get married. I am completely and utterly convinced that I am in love with Bee, that I have to be with him. And of course, the background of all of that is we have to finish the mission. That time I spent up in Jackson Hole with him was just, I could tell they were happy. Happy and Bob had ever been. I don't know why with a little girl, but I guess that's his deal. Mary Ann wandered her back and was making a lot of fuss. I said, I think you better go home and she says, if I do, I'd rather kill myself and go back home. He put me on a plane and sent me to Salt Lake and my mother came and picked me up. She was angry. I didn't want to come home. Don't want to be here. I want to go back up there. It was like she took on this different personality. She just kept escalating the tension. It was a panic. I had the whole weight of the world on my shoulders. I was supposed to save this dying planet and the clock was ticking. He would not leave me alone. He was going to have her no matter what. We'd never see her again. He told me that. I'll take her to the jungles of Africa. I'll take her to South America. You'll never find us. I said, leave me alone. Leave my children alone. Stay out of our lives forever. And he did not like that because he didn't leave Jan alone. And the result was her disappearance the second time. She had only been home a few weeks. I was watching TV. Everybody else went to bed. And Jan came down the hall, looked at me and there and I said, oh, come on in. Come in and talk to me. Tell me why you're so mad. No. Back to her room. We went to bed, went to sleep. Next morning, holler down. Bob always played the piano if he had to. And to wake him up, didn't come up. Bob, I think, went to the wind, went downstairs. And she wasn't there. Instead, he found the note. Dear Bob and Marianne, you won't let me do what's right. So I'll do what's wrong. I'm leaving without B and do not plan on coming back until you accept me as me. I cannot accept your religion or your screwed up morals. I just want to be me and have B. Please, before all of us are destroyed, let me go. Jan. The note didn't sound like Jan. I mean, it was like he had written the note. He called that afternoon. It was later in the day. He said Jan had called him, told him that she had run away from home and that she would not tell him where she was. And he was worried. Wanted me to know if I was worried and I said worried sick. Two or three days went by and it was indescribable agony. We just told people that she was with her grandmother. And of course, it went on and on and on. We were so afraid that the word would be out, that she was gone again, kidnapped. We just didn't want that out in the press at this point. The brobergs waited two weeks before they called me after she was gone this time. I talked to her first old. He's brokenhearted that she's disappeared. You better catch her. You better find her. Somebody's got her. I knew darn well that he was right in the middle of it. And then he got some good behavior time. I think he only spent ten days in jail. And he moved to Salt Lake City to live in his motor home. And he disappears. But we had no idea where Jan or Bobberts sold were. He called me so regularly and cried. I called Pete Welch and told him and he said, just keep taking those phone calls. The FBI installed tape recorders on a phone at the broberg home. Hello, brobergs. Hi, Maria. Bob. Hello, B. How are you? Well, not very good. I just got through talking to Jan. Oh, you did. Did she tell you at all where she was? No. I think Jan's done some things that she didn't want to tell me about. Hmm. She's feeling for a living that prostitution that's still in doubt. Oh, my goodness. I asked her, I said, honey. How are you getting your money? It's just hard. Oh, dear. No, I won't be able to sleep. Hi. Hi, B. You hear anything? I didn't hear anything. Hello, brobergs. Bob. Hello, B. This continued for about three months. Not Jeff. You can't take it anymore. Oh, please. It's hot. Yes. What is that, you fuck? If you're made a trap for me, I'll kill you. Listen, if you're lying to me, I'll have you killed. I've got two brothers that were. I never know when you're in love with me and when you're not anymore. And it was continual. It was continually a bombardment on my emotions. I just got through talking to Jan. I said, do you still want to marry me? She says, oh, yes, B. Or anything in this world I do. Do you still want to marry her? There'll never be anybody for me but Jan. Never. I haven't seen the kids since the 31st of July. And I still feel exactly the same way as I always did. Oh, my. I just decided to be voice on the phone. Yeah, put to me in the garden. And I can't take it. We were desperate to find that little girl. It took us quite some time to search all the trailer parks in Salt Lake City area and finally found the one where he was. And we, of course, did not go to the door. We put a surveillance unit on the motorhome 24-7. Two or three weeks in the surveillance agent from Salt Lake City, knocked on the door, purchased all the lighting in the motorhome. The asker, if he'd seen Jan and he said, no. We knew that he knew where she was. We knew that. I mean, he was in love with her. If he thought there was something wrong with her, he'd be looking for her. He had great, big, huge, poster-sized pictures of Jan, the inside of his motorhome, kind of like a muzzling, like a worship area. But he didn't know where she was. Jan had been gone for many months when our phone rang. Jan? Okay. Jan! second. Oh, do it anyway. Just stand here now. Just say hi to him. It's Chan. Chan. Are you okay? Are you coming home? Are you coming home? Are you coming home? We need you. Oh, we love you so much and we want your home. Have you talked to me? Does he still want you to marry him and all that? Does he want to marry you? I'm not going to see you like this. Okay. Love you, honey. The surveillance is ongoing in Salt Lake City. An agent subserved Robert Merchthol walk across the road to a pay phone located at a Husky gas station in Salt Lake City. He had gone to a phone booth. He made a phone call and he was on the phone for about 10-12 minutes. When he left the phone booth, he left the phone book open and there was a number written on there. We traced the number to Pasadena, California to a Catholic girl's school and we called. And a Catholic school said there's nobody here by that name. We explained the circumstances and explained them and explained them. She's probably there on here in Alias. Come to find out she was under the name Jan Tolberer. The day that I was kidnapped the second time, I opened that bedroom window. He was there and basically helped me out the window, got into his Lincoln continental and away he drove. We drove to California. He enrolled me into an all girls Catholic boarding school. She was firing up away from Pogotello. We didn't know where she was. Her first told was close enough to her that he could visit her on the weekends. And he told the nuns that I was his daughter and that he was a CIA agent and that we had escaped from Lebanon during the this was during the Lebanon crisis and that my mother had been killed and that he would appreciate them taking good care of me because he still had to go you know do his CIA work but he would come on the weekends and basically set up the story for the nuns so that if anyone were to come to the school maybe looking for me they had to know that those were the bad guys. Those were the people that were trying to get to him. Agents of the FBI arrested Birchfold the next day for federal probation violation and he was taken to jail and eventually brought back to Pogotello. They had Pogotello policemen flew to Pasadena and picked her up. I was forced onto the plane to go home and then when I was brought back to Idaho I had to go through the system there and I had to be fingerprinted I had to go through this whole thing I was put in jail and then I was taken home open the door my mother was standing at the kitchen sink I just walked through the door and I walked down the stairs down the hallway to my back bedroom and I shut the door. I was completely gone. There really was not the bivacious, happy, fun. There was nothing of that that child left that was gone. The first time that all of this happened she was herself the second time she was a totally different experience. That time was was a lot more stressful. We weren't close we weren't like we had been. She stayed away from me. No hugging, no loving, no talking. She was just so distant. I guess the best way to describe her was she was hollow. She was just without feelings. Our daughter was emotionally gone. The phone rang and one of my employees he was screaming. He said Bob was doors on fire. And for the time I got there the fire was very intense. We were all there standing out on the street and I just remember looking at that burning building and my dad just having his arms around all four of us and I remember this very vividly and he just said let it burn let it burn everything that I want everything that matters to me is right here in my arms. And I remember thinking this is my fault it's burning because of something I did. I knew that Bertel was behind it. He was so angry that he I think he told Mary Ann he was going to end my life if I didn't give him permission to see Janet. He hated my position as her father. That hatred was criminal. I didn't think Bob Roeberg's life was ever in danger until his business burned down. An investigation determined that Bob Bertel had convinced two guys who were in jail with him. He would give each one of them a thousand dollars a month if they burned down Atkins Forest which Bob Roeberg owned and they did. They not only did that they burned down a whole half a block of Pocotello. They were convicted in center prison but we could not pin it on Bertel. Robert Birch told charged with first degree kidnapping on the August 10th disappearance of then 14-year-old Jan Broberg is being held today at the fan at county jail. The first degree kidnapping against Robert Birch told has been filed in six districts. The charging impersonation of a central intelligence agency agent has been filed against Robert Birch told a former preliminary hearing started this morning for Robert E. Birch told charged with first degree kidnapping in the August 10th kidnapping of Jan Broberg. Robert Birch told a former Pocotello businessman Tuesday afternoon was acquitted of first degree kidnapping by reason of mental defect according to an order signed by Judge Arnold T. Beebe. Robert Birch told it's skated on a lot of things. He beat the arson. He beat the CIA impersonation and he beat both kidnapping charges. I don't know how many people in this town will ask me how do you get away with it? If the United States Attorney would have been on his toes, but the Brobergs would stood up to the fact that Pete we've had sexual encounters with him. We could have nipped it by putting him away and forgetting about it. He'd have been in there 20 years to life at least. They released me. Let me go. His psychiatrist showed me what my problem was. He showed me why I had this fixation for a jam. I had been raised on an isolated branch in Wyoming by a stepfather. I wasn't even part of the family. I slept in a monk house. I was sexually abused by the helm. When my mom got sick and left home, I took over the care of my younger sister. And as long as I was taking care of her, I was part of the family. This stuck with me. Later on in life, when I was having problems, I needed to take care of a little girl. The mission still hasn't been completed. There was still some communication with him. Not as much I think he was losing interest. I was getting older. The summer I turned 16. I had some of the experiences that I needed in order to question the existence of the aliens. I wanted to go to this five week long drama camp at Brigham Young University. It was a little scary for us to think, do we dare center down there? But we decided, okay, it's time for her to go on her own and enjoy all of her friends and the people that were going there. And there was a boy in the play that had been at the camp who liked me. And I knew he liked me. And one day this boy bought this ice cream for me. And I thought, oh my gosh, something horrible is now going to happen. I ran back to my dorm and my mom called. And she said, the dogs are having a bad day. Today, I think I fed them something bad. Jen went to pieces, screaming and bawling. I've got to come home. I've got to come home. I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't be here. I cried and said, no, mom, it's my fault. And I went to sleep. And in the morning, my mom called and said, I just wanted to call and tell you that the dogs are doing fine. At that moment, I had a three-second thought. The dogs are fine. Susan's still home. Karen's not blind. Dad isn't dead. Are these people still watching me? Are they real? And then literally the next thought that came to me was, I'm just kidding. I know you're real. My birthday is happening. My 16th birthday. I'm still pretty much in a panic. And I'm thinking, okay, if I am not pregnant, I'm going to get a gun. I'm going to tell Susan about the mission. And if she doesn't want to do it, then I'm going to kill her. And then I'm going to kill myself. My birthday was on July 31st. The next day I woke up, everything was still as normal. And everybody was still there. Everybody was alive. And just so many different feelings and emotions that I had when I realized that they weren't real. I knew that I probably needed to tell somebody, but I didn't know how or who or when or I didn't know what to do. I finally told my best friend, Caroline and Karen just started talking about this little girl that had to have this baby. And he was supposed to be the one to help her do this and accomplish this mission. And it was obvious that she did believe it. She did believe this was real. And then I said, you have to go tell mom and dad. She started relating some of these things. And I sat there and thought, is this, you know, really? Is she really believing this? And that little girl went to pieces. She just sobbed and sobbed. And it took at least two hours to tell us about, you know, 15, 20 minutes of what we needed to hear. Yeah, that night was very significant and, you know, something that has affected me my whole life because it was not comfortable to hear that about your sister and have to have those visions in your head. And one that I don't think my parents wanted to have either. And I think that's why they didn't probe more when they knew something had happened. We'll tell us about what happened. It's too painful. It's too painful for them to realize that they allowed that to happen to her. And they don't want to know, you know. If I were to count up the number of times that first told tried to engage in a sexual manner with me between the two kidnappings in between and after it would be more than 200 times. The cycle of shame and abuse ends with me. My name is Jambrober and I was abducted and brainwashed as a child by a trusted family friend. In the forward of our book, mom's book, stolen innocence, mom and I started having these long, long, like interview-like talks and she started writing. I began writing the book and Ernest in the 90s and I finished it in 203, had it published and then we began speaking at different events. Statistically, did you know that four out of every 10 women has been sexually abused? Birch told began showing up at trying to show up at different events where we were speaking. Even though their nightmare began when Jan was just 12 years old, the Brobergs say the attacks still continue. The latest was this one. Birch told said if you let these people speak, they're telling a lie, the book is not true. I think it's a pack of lies. She brings in to hide the fact that Jan went with me voluntarily. They bring in aliens and mindwashing. It wasn't true. Birch told began threatening us. If you don't shut this book down or get rid of your book, I'm going to make your life as miserable as possible. Mary Ann says Birch told canvas the city of Hoka Tell of distributing these flyers that contained false statements and libelous information. Information that Birch tell was given total access to the Brobergs' daughter and exchanged for sexual favors with her parents. And that's how I came to file a stocking injunction. And I had to go to court because he contested it. I think he actually wanted to just see me up close. It was so horrifying. Mr. Birch told his roommate to threat an adanger to him in my family. It is a constant and continuous concern that has escalated in recent months. I hadn't seen the man for 30 years and for about the first five minutes I was shaking like a leaf. You know this is quite a story and you have sold a lot of books because of the story, right? We've sold a few books not enough to make that the investment that we made to publish the story. Okay, you told ABC News that you were going to make a movie, is that correct? I didn't tell ABC News that. I told him that there might be offers for that. It could not, that I don't know. Is this your goal? Is my goal? My goal, Mr. Birch told is to educate the public about whether there's like you. That is my goal. Oh, I see. I hope you do. I hope you do. I cannot believe that you can look at me and find you have no soul. Jan, I'm sorry, this is a beautiful life and I'd like to apologize to you for the hurt that I have given you. If you want to apologize then you should stare at, tell the truth and serve your time in Jan, Mr. Birch told. And I got the stocking injunction not for the three years which was customary but for the remainder of his life. An unusual confrontation this weekend in Southern Utah. A woman speaks about being abused as a child when her accused kidnapper reportedly shows up and starts a clash with her biker security force. Jan Broberg felt the speaker at a women's conference at Dixie College protected today by Baka. Bikers against child abuse. Baka members were outside the event when a man named Robert Birch told is accused of driving up and making threats. The perpetrator ran over one of our Baka members and then proceeded to drive off. One of the bikers recognized and says that's Birch told let's get him and jumped on the hood if he had a dodge van and they jumped up on the front and was holding on to windshield wipers so he sped up and then stopped fast and the guy fell off and he got hurt so they called the cops who had bob did have a gun. We the jury duly impelled in this case find the defendant Robert E. Birch told guilty of the offense of possession of a fire and by a restricted person by proof beyond reasonable doubt. Count two we the jury duly impelled in this case find the defendant Robert Birch told guilty of the offense of aggravated assault by proof beyond reasonable doubt. Bob had gone to court that day and found guilty and he says you got to come back next week and we'll send a chat and he says if it's one day in prison it's going to kill me I'm not going there. He had taken all his heart medicine and drank clua and milk as he drank that and died. He committed suicide. When I heard that he had killed himself I just felt a number of emotions I cried and I felt completely sorry for all of the people that his actions had affected. We have had six women contact us to tell us that they were sexually assaulted and abused as little girls by Robert Birch told. He actually was found guilty of rape of a child in the case of one of those girls and spent one year in jail. One year. Have you forgiven him? Forgiveness is a tricky word. In my mind not forgiving somebody only puts up the jail cell kind of around you. I figured out that I can live with my tragedy in a way that the tragedy doesn't run me anymore. It's taken something to get here. The way I came to forgive my parents was by helping them to forgive themselves. Yes, they made mistakes but it's one thing to make a mistake kind of as two innocent people. It's another thing to make a mistake when somebody's orchestrating you and playing your emotions and feelings. I think it's the hardest for my dad. He gets so angry because he felt so stupid. Like why didn't I see it? You know, dads are supposed to protect their little girls. I said he was a master. He was just a master manipulator. Birch told had worked on my mother for years. He was very good at just creating that kind of a smoke screen so that he could do what he wanted to do with Dan. He was so believable and to know he could manipulate adults the way that he did and make all of them believe him, then you can imagine what he could do with children. It would have been different if Jan hadn't been kidnapped. I'm certain, but I didn't feel cheated out of my childhood. I'm incredibly lucky and blessed with those parents of mine and my sisters. I think we did a few things right among the mistakes. We loved Jan and that made the difference. And I guess that's the bottom line because it's such a bizarre thing. But we lived it. It's all true. I have always said if it hadn't been for me that wouldn't have happened. I felt responsible. Seeing hurt that came to her and has been upon her through all these years because I allowed that man to come into my home. I know my husband feels that way, but I don't think I can ever really forgive myself for letting that happen. You know, it's ironic that the one person that I would most like to forget about and never have passed through my mind ever again is probably the person that I think about every day.