He picked up his phone and he just hit the right swipe that when he walked into his camper and laid the phone down, it was recording.
And that's when he was cleaning the blood off his hands and off his shirt.
He executed our son and the video caught him.
If it wasn't for that video, we wouldn't have had anything.
I'm Scott Weinberger, investigative journalist and former deputy sheriff.
I'm Anastasia Nicolazzi, former New York City homicide prosecutor and host of Investigation.
Discovery's True Conviction.
And this is Anatomy of Murder.
One of the great joys of parenting is watching kids grow, to nurture them from helpless babies to inquisitive children and eventually, strong and healthy young adults.
And that also points to one of the central ironies of parenting, too that, as a mom or a dad, your job is to provide your kids the tools and lessons they need to become independent, self-sufficient humans, only to then watch them use those very tools to leave the nest and strike out on their own.
But that deep impulse to keep them safe, that never goes away.
And it's why the loss of a child can be so particularly painful.
But the murder of a child, that's a pain no parent should ever have to endure.
The funny story about Dylan is when he was born, he was supposed to be a girl.
Every ultrasound, all six of them said Dylan was a girl until the day he came out.
But, as it turns out, Dylan Rounds was the first son of Candace Cooley and her then husband, Justin Rounds.
And from a very young age, he knew exactly what he wanted to be when he grew up.
He just latched on to farming.
And I know so many people think that's crazy.
But that kid, we had a big bay window, his father and I did in our house.
He would sit and eat his oatmeal and wait for either his dad or grandpa to come pick him up to go farming.
He would be the one, at five years old, that would run out and start the tractor.
Let it warm up, waiting for his dad or his grandpa.
I mean, he knew how to do that at five years old.
Ever since he was a little boy growing up in rural Idaho, Dylan was fascinated with planting gardens and growing flowers and his own food.
And according to his mom, there was never a doubt that he would one day make a great farmer.
Dylan just absolutely latched onto it.
You couldn't keep him away from planting and digging.
You just couldn't.
Farming was his passion.
He could grow anything.
And when you know what you want to do with the rest of your life.
Well, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.
And so by the time Dylan was a teenager, he was already working for other local farmers, baling hay, hauling sugar beets in his truck and saving up enough money to buy his own farm.
When Dylan was almost 16 was the first time he heard about this loose in Utah area through another guy that he was farming for.
So my current husband, him and Dylan went out and looked at it.
Incredibly.
When Dylan was barely out of high school, he partnered with his grandfather and purchased 640 acres of uncultivated land in Lucerne Utah, a remote and semi-desert area in the northwestern tip of the Beehive State near the Nevada border.
It was somewhere he could afford farm ground.
He couldn't afford to pay 10 15000 an acre here, like where we're at, but he could afford to pay three or 400 an acre with the water rights.
And that's why he chose to go.
Where he went is because he would never have competition with housing developments or commercial development.
Like he would just be the farmer out there left alone by modern day development.
And Dylan didn't like modern day development.
He didn't like seeing farms get developed.
He could not stand that.
So he went to a place where he knew it would never happen.
With the help of friends and some hired hands, Dylan spent two summers painstakingly clearing sagebrush and prepping the soil of his new homestead, while living in an RV on the property.
The farm that he lived on was like 120 acres, and then there was other parcels of land everywhere, probably a thousand acres total.
The work was sunup to sundown, not exactly the dream job of a typical American teenager.
And it often required Dylan to spend long stretches of time alone in his truck or working in remote corners of his large property.
But like many of us, his phone was his lifeline.
And according to Candace and his dad, Justin, Dylan stayed in constant touch with his family.
I would see him at least once a week and talk to him every couple days.
He was in contact with all of us, my mom, my dad, Justin's parents, Justin himself.
By the spring of 2022, at only 19 years old, Dylan was ready to plant his first crop, a variety of grain called triticale and that is sold as cattle feed.
So he got back to Lucerne on, it would have been May 27th, and he planted all day long.
You can just imagine the excitement and nerves he must have felt as he embarked on his new venture.
And you can also imagine the joy and relief he must have felt when he looked up and received the perfect blessing as a first-time farmer.
He finished planting his crop at midnight that night and it started raining.
And that in that desert to have rain on fresh seed is just amazing.
So he was excited.
I got my whole field planted and now it's raining.
I don't have to turn my pivot on.
I'm going to go put my truck in the shed with the extra seed in it so it doesn't sprout.
The next morning, which was the Saturday before Memorial Day weekend, Dylan called his grandmother to give her the good news.
Dylan never called unless he had a story.
He always had something to tell you.
It was always, you'll never guess what, mom.
So that was his call to his grandma.
I just finished planning at midnight and it's seven o'clock in the morning and it's raining.
How amazing is that?
It never rains in this desert.
I don't have to turn my pivot on.
He was ecstatic.
And that's what he wanted to tell her.
But as always, there was work to do.
So he assured his grandmother that he would call her back later.
He said, I'll call you after I get my truck in the shed.
He just wanted to get that little blip out of it's rainy.
Like, I really don't have time to talk.
I'm busy.
But I want you to know this.
Here's my story for you.
Later that evening Dylan's grandmother tried to reach him on his cell phone, but couldn't get through.
By Sunday, no one had heard from him and his family began to worry.
Somebody was always in consistent contact with Dylan.
It wasn't always the same person on a daily basis, but somebody was always in contact.
So here's a kid who's obviously self-sufficient and independent.
So you may be asking, what's a day or even two days of not talking to him?
But, as any parent or loved one will tell you, it's the break in the routine, a deviation from a pattern that gets your attention and pricks your spidey senses that maybe something is actually wrong.
It was May 30th.
Dylan's best friend called me and he said, have you heard from Dylan?
And that's when we all put together, whoa, something is wrong.
Nobody has heard from Dylan.
And that is not normal.
After a flurry of unsuccessful attempts to raise him on his cell phone, his mom and dad wasted no time before jumping into action.
Popped up and loaded the pickup and headed to Lucent.
It was that fast.
I didn't even question it.
When I figured out none of us had talked to Dylan, and then I was able to log in to the Verizon account and see he hadn't had any phone activity.
That was it.
We dropped ship and ran.
Now call it a hunch, a break in Dylan's pattern, or just a mother's intuition, but something told Candace that her oldest son was in trouble.
We got to Park Valley, Utah, which is about 45 miles from Dylan's farm.
And I told my husband, stop.
I'm calling him in missing.
Something is wrong.
This is not Dylan's character.
We called him in missing before we got to his farm.
When they arrived at Dylan's farm, they spotted his truck parked near the RV, as usual, and the seed truck was safely stored in the shed, protected from the rain, just as he had planned.
But there was no sign of Dylan.
They did, however, encounter a farmhand hired by Dylan that was living on the property.
James Brenner was squatting on the shed property, but Dylan did employ him.
For two years, Dylan employed him.
He drove truck for Dylan.
He helped on the farm.
It was James Brenner's only source of income was Dylan.
James said that he had not seen his young boss for several days, but he wasn't exactly instilling Dylan's parents with much confidence.
James Berner started telling us all these wild crazy stories about how a dually pickup must have picked Dylan up.
Or he took off this way, or he took up that way.
According to Candace, they asked James if Dylan had been carrying his gun, which he usually kept with him in his truck.
He made a very, very strange comment to us and we were the first ones there and he said Dylan wouldn't know what to do with his gun.
All he could do is throw it at somebody.
So we were kind of taken aback.
Like, what does this statement mean?
Why would you even say something like that?
Now, this is a very remote rural part of northern Utah and the closest law enforcement agency, which was the Box Elder County Sheriff's Office.
They were a few hours away on the other side of the Great Salt Lake.
But while they waited for the sheriff's office, Dylan's parents didn't just sit on their hands.
And as they started looking around, they did make a few worrying observations.
Like how Dylan's typically muddy truck appeared to have been pressure washed.
And when they looked inside, it was clear that the seat had been moved forward, as if to accommodate a shorter driver.
They also noticed that the car was in four-wheel drive, which was strange because Dylan's parents knew that the four-wheel drive on Dylan's truck was broken and he never used it.
I mean, these are the kind of things that a detective might not have noticed, which just goes to show you that sometimes the best detectives may just be the people that know you the best.
When deputies from Box Elder County did arrive, Dylan's parents were understandably sick with worry, as any parent would be.
But here's the thing.
Dylan was an adult and, even though he was unaccounted for, he was not in a high-risk category like a senior citizen, a small child or someone who had an impairment.
So from a law enforcement perspective, this was not immediately elevated to emergency status.
All that being said, according to Candace, the deputy's response when they arrived was underwhelming.
They never asked us a single question.
They never questioned us about Dylan.
They just kind of stood there and shrugged their shoulders and they're like, well, he's 19.
It was Memorial Weekend.
He's probably out partying.
That's what we got told.
And we're like, no, not our son.
No way.
But if you haven't figured it out yet, Dylan's mom was not someone who took no for an answer.
And before long she had convinced the local volunteer search and rescue team to help her look for her son.
The Bob Seldon volunteers were amazing.
Search and rescue got there on May 30th around 3 p.m.
It was about by 530.
They have their little meeting and then they went out that Dylan's boots were found.
The boots were discovered behind a dirt pile about two football fields south of where the grain truck was parked.
And with one look at them, Dilla's parents knew something was very wrong.
Box Elder Search and Rescue took us over to look at the boots and I will never forget that moment.
Justin Dylan's father and I, we looked at each other and we both seen the look on each other's faces, because Dylan was so particular to his boots and he never had any other shoes and he never wore anything else and he'd wear them until they were worn out.
But now the boots were spotted with dark stains, stains that looked an awful lot like blood.
We knew.
We knew instantly something bad, bad has happened.
In Lucent, Utah.
19-year-old Dylan Rounds had been missing for just under 48 hours when a team of search and rescue volunteers discovered his boots, a few hundred feet from his abandoned truck, with what appeared to be spots of blood on them.
But as night began to fall, deputies from the local sheriff's office collected the boots and promised to resume the search for Dylan the next day.
According to Canvas, they also said there was no reason yet to suspect foul play.
We drove to Dylan's farm, which is five miles west of the grain shed.
I mean, we all slept in our pickups.
Nobody left.
We slept right at his camper hoping, hey, maybe he's out there and he's going to come back.
The following day, Dylan's family and volunteers meticulously combed through over 600 acres of land.
Search and rescue came back over early the next morning, resumed the search.
Despite the bloody boots, the abandoned truck and Candace's gut feeling that her son was in danger, the local sheriff's office again according to Candace was not ready to declare the area a potential crime scene.
And then they left.
They left Scott.
They left that day around three o'clock.
They left.
It was us.
It was us as a family.
They left us.
You know, Anastasia, I could hear her frustration.
The deputies have to make an assessment on the scene of what are the possibilities.
And I believe the approach should be ruling foul play out, not just looking for obvious signs of crime.
But at that moment the responding deputies from Box Elder County felt compelled to clear the location without any further action.
And obviously, Candace did not agree with that.
And it's always the seesaw, if you will, right?
Like which way does that scale feel more weighted down?
And, as you said Scott, it should always be looking with the eye to make sure that there isn't someone in need, someone in distress.
And again, without being there and without having seen the actual case files, it's hard to say exactly the everything here, but it does seem that, notwithstanding Dylan's age, there was definitely info here that seemed problematic for sure.
Yeah, and you mentioned it clearly right there.
You know, he didn't have his truck.
He didn't have his phone.
And those are the two things right off the bat that Candace in her mind, that she knew her son so well, why wouldn't he either have his truck or have his phone?
So clearly.
Those are the things that she was trying to express to those deputies on scene in the very early hours of this investigation.
So the next day Candace approached deputies at the neighboring Weber County Sheriff's Office and asked if they would help organize a larger public search using friends and citizen volunteers.
So the 4th and the 5th, which was a Saturday and Sunday of June, I bet you we had over 300 people searching.
Dylan was well-liked and well-known in his community and word of his disappearance had spread and by Sunday people from all over the greater Twin Falls area had come together to help their neighbors in need.
We had Nadine with East Idaho News Fox 13, Emily KSL.
You know all of our local guys out here.
They were covering it.
And we put a big thing up on Facebook and said, hey, please help us come find Dylan.
And people showed up in waves.
But once again, according to Candace, the efforts of the local sheriff's office fell short.
They sent out one deputy.
I asked the deputy, when are you guys going to resume the search for my son?
What the heck is going on?
And I was told your son's case will resume over a Zoom meeting on Monday.
This was a Saturday.
Let's just say I had a few choice words with him.
And he ended up leaving because of how I treated him.
And that was it.
We were left out there with 300 people, no help organizing, nothing.
They left.
They literally left us in that desert with no help.
By the end of the weekend, there was still no sign of their son.
So Dylan's family decided to offer a substantial reward for information of his possible whereabouts.
As the days turned to weeks, that reward increased from $20,000 to as much as $200,000.
But while the reward generated a lot of phone calls to police, it also came with its fair share of false leads and false hope.
Everything you can imagine.
So it started out that Dylan was in a gay vigilante group.
Then it was just a vigilante group.
Then he was held hostage.
Once you put a reward out publicly...
That's when you start getting all of this garbage and these trolls that surf Facebook and everything.
They're just waiting for the next sucker.
But as a parent of a lost child, Candace really had no choice but to want to believe and want to follow up on every tip, no matter how outlandish it could be.
Because when you're in the worst, the absolute worst moments of your life trying to find your missing child, You grasp everything.
Dylan's family took on a relentless role in spearheading the search efforts for their son.
But they were also frustrated as many parents of potential victims can be with the pace of law enforcement efforts and, in this case, the hesitancy to elevate Dylan's missing person report to a potential violent crime.
I mean, like at that point it was such a kick to the gut seeing Dylan's boots that we're thinking they're going to do their job.
In all honesty in a missing persons case and how Dylan's evolved.
As parents, we were never questioned.
We weren't asked about our whereabouts.
Family wasn't.
Locals weren't.
Nobody was.
They literally questioned nobody.
And the truth was that Candace did have a reason to believe that her son had potentially met with foul play.
Because just a few days before he went missing, Dylan had told her about a strange encounter he had had recently with a hitchhiker out on the road right near his farm.
So Dylan calls me and it's one of Dylan's famous words.
Hey, mom, you'll never guess what happened.
So I ask him, OK, what?
So he describes this situation where this kid comes running out of the desert.
He's been beat up.
He doesn't have any shoes on.
Dylan recounted to his mom how a bedraggled man had asked Dylan for a ride into Montello, the nearest town.
But feeling uneasy about this man's appearance and motives, Dylan told his mom that he didn't give the man a ride, offering the use of his cell phone instead which, in that situation, was likely the right move.
But Candace couldn't help but think that maybe this unidentified hitchhiker had somehow repaid what he perceived as a slight with violence.
And then, three days later, Dylan shows up missing, with no boots, and he didn't give this guy a ride out of the desert with no shoes on.
So it's clicking in my head, like no shoes, no boots.
Was it payback?
Was it retaliation?
Like, I didn't know.
Her fear only intensified when the man was later identified as Chase Venstra, a man with a lengthy criminal history, including a 2016 incident that resulted in a 10-hour standoff with police.
And everybody's like, oh, it was Chase, it was Chase, it was Chase.
So we put out on Facebook a $5,000 reward for finding Chase Venstra.
Soon after Venstra was identified.
Dylan's family even received a tip from a concerned citizen claiming that Venstra was holding Dylan and another individual in a specific location in Montello.
So local sheriffs, in this case from Elko County, Nevada, dispatched a team to investigate.
But the tip turned out to be a false lead, likely another hoax motivated by the substantial reward for Dylan's safe return.
The next call Candace received, however, it was the real deal.
It was actually Chase who called me.
And he's like, man, Candace, I have been trying to call Box Elder.
I've been trying to get a hold of him.
He says, I have nothing to do with Dylan's disappearance.
He tells me the story of the day.
And the only difference between his story and Dylan's story is that Dylan did give him a ride.
Venstra's version of his encounter with Dylan was immediately checked against Dylan's phone records.
So the phone records matched with Chase calling his dad.
Everything matched.
And then we find out that Dylan actually employed Chase's son a little bit.
Dylan's parents were the first to drop their suspicion that Venstra had anything to do with their son's disappearance or that he had any motive to hurt him.
Chase had no guff with Dylan, but everybody wanted him to be the scapegoat.
Blame it on Chase, because in the town of Montello and Lucin, Chase is a bad dude.
He steals guns.
He runs him across the Utah-Nevada border.
He comes back.
He does it again.
So it was a quick out that Chase has Dylan.
Chase did this.
But Venstra did have unrelated felony warrants.
And so a short time later, he was arrested on federal gun charges.
And while it was unrelated to Dylan's disappearance, it actually had a huge impact on his case because it brought in the FBI.
Weber County arrested Chase.
They called the FBI and said, hey, you know, he's got the federal gun charges.
He's wanted from you guys.
There's also this missing kid, Dylan Rounds.
That's where the FBI came in.
But so many questions were still unanswered, like whether the FBI's involvement would light the spark this investigation needed and how local law enforcement would respond.
And most importantly, what happened to Dylan Rounds?
Dylan Rantz had encountered a bloody, shoeless Chase Venstra walking out of the desert just a few days before he went missing.
What transpired between them was still a mystery.
So now with Venstra in federal custody, the FBI was pressing him about what might have happened to the missing teenager.
He basically gave himself up to go back to jail to say I didn't have anything to do with Dylan's disappearance.
Like I will go back to jail on gun charges, but you're not going to pin Dylan's disappearance on me.
For Dylan's family, it was a frustrating setback.
But one Candace saw coming.
The involvement of the FBI in Dylan's case however, proved to be a turning point in the investigation.
The FBI agent who started helping with Dylan's case is one of the most amazing people I've ever come into contact with.
He came in and he said, look, Candace, I know something bad happened to your boy.
He says, but I'm stepping into this and you got to give me some time.
You've got to give me some time to work through everything.
And so they started from the beginning, from Dylan's call to his grandmother to the discovery of his bloody boots.
It was like a breath of fresh air to be like, somebody is finally listening.
Dylan did not just walk away.
And because they still didn't know exactly where the potential crime took place, they contacted Elko County in Nevada to see if they could provide reinforcements.
On Friday, June 10th, I had a meeting with Elko County the sheriff, the undersheriff, the lead detective and lieutenant.
So the next morning, Saturday morning, they brought their search and rescue team, who is top notch, for two days solid.
We searched from daylight to almost dark.
They coordinated everything.
They organized everything.
They gave everybody a quadrant.
They were amazing.
The investigation was picking up steam, culminating in finally getting a warrant to search the digital data on Dylan's cell phone.
So we got the warrant for Dylan's RTT data.
RTT, or real-time tower data, is not just phone records and pings from cell phones from incoming and outgoing calls.
RTT data includes all the digital information from that phone, including internet use.
It's not a phone ping.
If your TikTok's open, if your Facebook, if your Google Mail anything that's internet-based is still consistently talking to the tower.
It never stops.
We always say how much we love these digital forensics.
And it's an incredibly useful tool because those apps on your phone are constantly refreshing, providing a virtual trail of breadcrumbs of location data.
Eventually, investigators were able to pinpoint the exact movement of Dylan's phone on the day he disappeared.
And in that, he was able to track Dylan's phone when it left the shed that morning.
I mean, Dylan's phone's tracked everywhere.
And then he tracked it right to where it was dumped in the pond.
Miraculously, law enforcement was able to recover the phone from the pond.
But it was still anyone's guess what that phone could potentially reveal.
The phone bounced around through multiple agencies trying to figure out how to restore it after being in water.
The phone was pulled out of the water on June 18th.
And when investigators were finally able to power it up and download the digital data from the phone, they were astonished at what it revealed.
It was a time-stamped video clearly showing farmhand James Brenner in a bloodstained shirt cleaning a gun.
Now let me know if you agree with this Anastasia, but this might be the craziest break in a case I've ever heard.
You're asking how on earth is it possible that there's a video of Dylan's potential killer cleaning the potential murder weapon on the day that Dylan disappeared?
I mean, if you're thinking that, you're not alone.
So you remember on that old software, if you have an iPhone, you put it in your pocket and it would take like 20 pictures or it would start videoing, or it'd make a call and you're like, you're in my pocket.
You shouldn't be able to do this.
So when he picked up his phone and he just hit the right swipe, that when he walked into his camper and laid the phone down it was recording.
And that's when he was cleaning the blood off his hands and off his shirt.
In other words, it was a pocket dial, an accidental recording, and it may have just solved a murder.
When Candace Cooley had first arrived at her son Dylan's farm on the day he was first reported missing, it was a farmhand by the name of James Brenner who had greeted her, acting strangely and denying he knew where Dylan was.
But now investigators had recovered a video of Brenner covered in blood and cleaning his gun on Dylan's cell phone.
And so law enforcement from multiple agencies descended on Brenner's trailer in search of more incriminating evidence.
What they found was ammunition and black powder associated with muzzle-loading rifles, but no guns and, more importantly, no Dillon.
FBI comes out, Box Elder comes out, search his property.
Box Elder found evidence of black powder rifles, the caps, the wads, all that that goes with black powder.
But it didn't take law enforcement long to find out where he had likely stashed his guns with his one and only known friend, Don Haley.
That's when Box Elder told Don Haitley that either you can fess up the guns Brenner hid or you go to jail too.
So he fessed up the guns.
According to Haitley, Brenner had stashed the guns there not long after Dylan went missing.
And for good reason, because Brenner was actually a wanted man with several felony warrants to his name, not to mention a criminal history that went back decades.
He has spent multiple time in jail for gun charges, shooting the one guy in the stomach back in Ohio.
His criminal history is just extensive.
The shirt Brenner was seen wearing in the cell phone video was seized and tested, eventually yielding a positive match for Dylan's blood.
It was becoming clear that Brenner had something to do with Dylan's disappearance, maybe even his murder.
But the worst part was that he should never have been anywhere near the property to begin with.
He should have already been in jail.
It's horrible.
If they would have executed their warrant when they should have, my son would be here.
Brenner was eventually arrested and held not only on murder charges, but outstanding federal gun charges.
And for months his attorney negotiated for leniency, using the only leverage Brenner had the location of Dylan's body.
James Brenner's attorney kept coming to us wanting a plea bargain.
He wanted to serve five years for the gun charges.
Plead guilty to second degree homicide with self-defense.
Tell us where Dylan's body was and never serve a year for killing our son.
Candace and the rest of Dylan's family wanted justice and the truth.
But most of all, they wanted their son back.
And so, facing no other choice, they agreed to a deal that would require Brenner to confess to the murder and reveal the location of Dylan's remains.
So they were located in an undisclosed location, but it wasn't far away.
It was part of the plea bargain with James Brenner.
We'll cut this plea with you.
You tell us where our son is and let us bring him home.
On April 9th 2024, the Box Elder County Sheriff's Office announced that skeletal remains that belonged to Dylan Rounds were recovered in a remote area outside Lucerne, Utah.
I just took a deep breath, like, okay, now we're going to get Dylan.
Now we're going to find out what happened, because you've got to realize at this point we still don't know what happened.
I mean, we know he shot Dylan, but we don't know where he's at, how many times he was shot.
Like, we don't have that information at this point still.
An examination of the remains revealed the grim truth.
Dylan had been shot twice in the head.
This is no self-defense.
This is no, there is a tussle.
Dylan was shot once in the head with a 22 and once in the head with a 45 muzzleloader, right on top execution style.
He executed our son and the video caught him.
If it wasn't for that video, we wouldn't have had anything.
Digital forensics then helped map out Brenner's movements in the minutes after the murder.
And then Brenner disposes of Dylan's body, and then he picks the phone back up.
He drives to go have a barbecue, and he dumps it in the pond.
But strangely, Brenner never thought to get rid of Dylan's boots which, as Candace tells us, gave her a look into the dark, warped mind of a remorseless killer.
The only reason why Brenner kept Dylan's boots, he was the same size.
He just wanted the boots.
He took the boots off my son after he murdered him because he wanted them.
Canis believes that Brenner was angry that Dylan had decided to park his sea truck in the grain shed.
What other seeds of hate and rage were lying in wait inside James Brenner, causing him to kill an innocent and unarmed young man will remain a mystery.
I don't think Dylan seen what was coming.
I think he got out of his truck that day.
He came walking around and I think Brenner shot him from a distance with his .22.
The bullet hole went in his temple and came out behind his ear.
And then it stunned Dylan and he was probably on the ground and James Brenner walked right up on top of him and shot him right in the top of the head.
He executed him.
Brenner was not legally required to give a full accounting of his actions on that day on the farm, denying Dillon's family a chance to hear the full truth about what happened to their son.
But Candace did make a request that Brenner face Dillon's family before the judge read his sentence.
He has no remorse.
There is no remorse.
And that's what I wanted people to see.
In July of 2024 in Brigham City Utah, the judge sentenced Brenner for each of the three counts to which he pleaded guilty, including the aggravated murder of Dylan Rounds.
So he's serving two to 15 on the gun charges for the two guns, but only one to 15 in Dylan's murder.
He serves more time for having the guns that he used to murder my son than he does for murdering my son.
But despite his light sentence, it is possible that Brenner, who was 60 at the time of his arrest, will never again see the light of day.
And certainly not if Candace can help it.
We had to write our statements for the parole board.
And my statement to him was if you let this man out, he's going to be injected into your community where your wife, your kids, your family resides.
He's going to have nothing or no one.
He's got a violent past going back to 1986.
He's going to take what he needs.
And I left it at, when's it going to be one of your loved ones with two bullet holes in the head?
Still, one to 15 years for murder.
I mean, on the surface, it just doesn't seem fair.
First to lose a son and then to be denied the full measure of justice that he deserves.
Yeah, it sucks.
It is unjust and it is unfair and it's not near what it needs to be.
But unfortunately, that is what the law states it needs to be.
And we all know you are not going to change a law overnight.
And so the work begins.
In the time since Dylan's murder, Candace and her family have begun the tireless work of victim advocacy.
I cannot change what happened May 28, 2022.
But I can change stuff now.
And that is what I focus on.
The Cooley-Rounds family established an organization called Dylan's Legacy to not just honor their son's memory, but to provide support to individuals and families affected by the disappearance of a loved one and the frustrations that go along with those investigations from small, under-resourced law enforcement agencies to false tips and even dodgy private investigators that prey on desperate families.
I feel very strongly about trying to make sure other parents don't fall victim to what we did.
You're re-victimized over and over and over.
And a lot of people aren't strong enough to handle it and it hurts and they just kind of crumple.
And that is not fair.
Dylan's legacy also focuses on community awareness and advocating for policy changes to make a meaningful difference in the lives of those dealing with the uncertainty of a missing or murdered family member.
I am working very heavily with Utah legislatures.
I've had a meeting with the Speaker of the House.
I'm working with the Utah Homicide Survivors Coalition.
I'm working with the victims advocate groups.
It can't be for nothing.
Something has to come out of this.
And knowing what an impact Dylan's life had on the people that knew him, we have no doubt that something will.
It has forever changed us, no doubt, but it is not going to break us.
And that's just kind of where we stand on it.
Like, you know, there's horrible days and there's days that I'm so busy working on cases.
I kind of give Dylan a thumbs up like, hey, thank you for letting me help these people.
You never know.
You just wake up each morning and you plug forward.
Candace wanted me to know during our conversation that while she has found some peace in the resolution of this case, it's those moments early on in Dylan's disappearance that will forever haunt her.
She was gripped by fear.
Desperation consumed her every thought, hoping the phone would ring and she'd just hear Dylan's voice.
Instead of the reassurance she needed, Candace says she was met with indifference or even doubt from the very people who are supposed to help.
Every day, members of law enforcement make decisions that are easy to question.
Some of those decisions are made in an instant, some made over an entire investigation.
While in Dylan's case, we are not challenging those decisions.
We just wanted clarity.
So I personally reached out to the box elder sheriff's department and left word for the chief deputy.
I felt it was important, based on just talking to Dylan's mom, to give the sheriff's office an opportunity to give us that clarity on several issues.
My call, my message was not returned.
A few days later, I was able to connect with the chief deputy prosecutor in Box Elder.
His name is Blair Wardle.
It was a very open and transparent conversation.
Chief Wardle began by saying he's always had an open and frank relationship with Dylan's mom.
And that continues to this day.
He also told me he was well aware of her criticisms about Bach's elder sheriff's department.
And while he declined to go point by point, he was willing to answer my questions as to clarity.
I wanted to know that if any decisions or, as Candace put it, lack of decisions that the sheriff's office made during the case factored in at all in offering James Brenner a plea deal and subsequent light sentence.
Chief Wardle assured me it did not.
During Candace's interview with Scott, she talked about sunflowers.
Her son Dylan loved sunflowers.
She now carries that forward and has made it part of his legacy.
They are planted in town and on their property.
She sends sunflower seeds out to families in need.
I did a little research on what sunflowers symbolize.
Loyalty, a flower that can brighten someone's day, a flower that inspires hope and optimism in difficult times and inner strength.
We heard that inner strength in Candace's voice as she talks about losing her son, yet finding the strength within to keep moving forward and to not let the incredible loss completely destroy her.
She said that on her darker days, seeing an open sunflower has given her the reminder that she can get past the roughest times and to keep helping others the way her son would want.
Dylan Round sounds like a special young man in many ways.
He loved and cared for the earth.
He loved his family.
And his love of sunflowers and the light that flower helps bring to others will be part of his forever legacy.
Next week, we will be off.
Anatomy of Murder is an AudioChuck original.
Produced and created by Weinberger Media and Fresetti Media.
Ashley Flowers is executive producer.
This episode was written and produced by Walker Lamond.
Researched by Kate Cooper.
Edited by Ali Sirwa, Megan Hayward, and Philjean Grande.
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