Savannah Guthrie’s sister and brother-in-law were photographed for the firs

Annie Guthrie could barely lift her head.
Her husband pulled his sweatshirt over his face as cameras closed in.
Savannah Guthrie is off the air, her 84-year-old mother missing, her Arizona home sealed off with blood, a trail on the ground, and a chilling ransom note hinting at what she wore that night. The famiThey drove through Tucson with their faces half-hidden, but there was no escaping what had already broken open.

Annie Guthrie and her husband, poet Tommaso Cioni, were suddenly no longer just relatives of a beloved TV anchor; they were the last known links in the timeline of Nancy Guthrie’s disappearance. He dropped his mother-in-law at home after dinner. By morning, she had vanished.

Inside Nancy’s Arizona house, investigators found blood and signs of forced entry. Outside, a visible trail seemed to mark her struggle. The FBI, local sheriff, and a terrified family now move in lockstep, combing for clues while Savannah abandons the Olympics and her Today show chair to pray, plead, and wait. A ransom note, disturbingly specific, suggests someone was watching. As hours stretch into days, the Guthries cling to each other, hoping that the next knock on the door brings answers instead of more dread.

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