02x05 - Patrick Moffly

[bunniefuu]

My phone beeped,
and it was the chaplain.

She said Patrick's been shot,

and you need to come
to the hospital.

I said, no, no, no,
you are mistaken.

I think you have
the wrong person.

- Still no arrest tonight
in the sh**ting death

of a College of Charleston
student.

- Patrick was lying on
the ground at the base

of the stairs of his home.

With a single g*nsh*t wound
to his chest.

- We were stunned.

Patrick made friends
everywhere he went.

He was like a light

that everybody kind of got
attracted to

and immediately flocked to.

- He was thriving, and then
I think it got out of hand.

Authorities
haven't identified a suspect

or a motive.

Whenever you speak
to your loved one,

the last thing you
should ever say is "I love you"

because it might be
the last time.

And that was the last thing
I said to him,

was "I love you."

♪♪ The words I said
that day still haunt me ♪♪

♪♪ I focus on the pain,
it taunts me ♪♪

♪♪ I tried my best,
I tried my best ♪♪

♪♪ I tried my best ♪♪

♪♪ I tried my best,
I tried my best ♪♪

♪♪ I tried my best ♪♪

Patrick is born
the day after Thanksgiving,

November 27, 1992.

And he's a Thanksgiving baby.

His birthday is always
Thanksgiving weekend.

He was very outgoing

and always trying
to have new friends,

and he talked to anybody.

That continued on
for the rest of his life.

He was just
a really likable guy.

- We grew up in Charleston,
South Carolina,

in Mount Pleasant.

Being out on the farm,
me and Patrick

were, you know, always doing

a lot of the barn chores
together--

so mucking stalls, all that
really fun, nitty-gritty stuff.

I was really close
with my brother Patrick,

and Patrick was always
kind of a big defender for me.

If I was ever getting picked
on in school or anything,

he was always there.

Was always a fighter.

You know, he kind of,
you know, protected

you know,
his friends and all that,

and he was one
to never back down

from defending himself, too.

He kind of came into
his own towards middle school

and high school...

and became
pretty rambunctious,

really into extreme sports.

He was pretty cool.

He was one of the cool kids,
for sure.

Patrick was
the most adventurous one

out of all of us and was
willing to do anything

and try anything.

He would never say
he couldn't do something.

He would just do it, much
to his detriment sometimes.

We called him "Reckless Rick"
when he was a child.

- He definitely liked, uh,
the adrenaline rush.

♪♪ Gonna stop myself
from falling to pieces ♪♪

He would drag me
along to the beach,

like, super early
in the morning before school

to take photos for him.

He was never really great
at the constantly being

in a classroom kind of thing.

♪♪ Saw the kindness
of the ground holding you up ♪♪

Patrick was kind of
starting to party a lot

in high school.

Like, he was so lovable.

Patrick made friends
everywhere he went.

He was like a light
that everybody

kind of got attracted to
and immediately flocked to.

- A good song came on.
I was just like...

But he did start
getting in trouble

a little bit.

- He got in trouble
with the law

a couple times
for having substances, right?

Or having alcohol
when he was underage.

His friends would want
to talk about the story

of when the cops busted one
of Patrick's parties

and he ran up into a tree.

He was an amazing tree climber.

And then he's hiding
in the tree,

and the cops
are looking up the tree,

and he whispers...

"There's no one up here."

- He was bumping heads
with some--potentially...

maybe the wrong crowd.

I don't know what it was
at the time.

He was getting
in a couple of fights.

So we wanted him to have
a different set of scenery.

♪♪ Wake up
below the fire in the hole ♪♪

So we sent him to Costa Rica

to do Costa Rica Outward Bound
instead of 10th grade.

So he's the youngest person
ever to go do that.

They hiked
from the Caribbean Sea

to the Pacific Ocean.

The experience
of living in the jungle

made him mature a lot,

and he grew personally,
and his skill levels grew.

He proved himself
to the leaders

of Outward Bound,
who were tough guys,

and they really liked Patrick.

He came back.

You know,
he got through high school.

He worked here on the farm.

And we wanted Patrick
to get, you know,

either a college degree
or work in the trades

or any number
of different things.

He didn't really
like either of those options.

So he chose the school.

♪♪ The world's gonna love me ♪♪

♪♪ Before I die ♪♪

♪♪ Maybe they'll love me ♪♪

- In 2015,
the fall semester,

Patrick decided he was going to
try out College of Charleston

and started
his first semester there.

♪♪ Before I die ♪♪

♪♪ The world's gonna love me ♪♪

♪♪ Before I die ♪♪

♪♪ The world's gonna love me ♪♪

- I think he would have rather
have been at CFC

in a city close to home
with a bunch of his friends.

Sarah was also
at the College of Charleston,

and Bridget was also
at the College of Charleston

at the same time.

The College of Charleston

was founded in 1770,

so it's one of
the oldest colleges in America.

So you have this,
you know, very old-timey vibe

to the whole school.

College of Charleston is
somewhat of a smaller school,

about 10,000 kids or so.

- You're just kind of thrown
into the middle of a city.

It's not your
average college town.

I mean, in fact, when you
get accepted

into the
College of Charleston,

you get a pamphlet or a packet

that says you've been
accepted boundless,

'cause there's
no direct vicinity

of the college and campus.

Patrick,
he seemed super stoked

about his classes.

He was talking
to the professors,

and things seemed good.

He liked business.

He was really good
with numbers.

So that's kind of what
he went in to college

thinking he wanted to do.

Patrick was communicating
with me about, you know,

this new group of friends
he had made that summer

and how he was hanging
out with them a lot

and that they already
had a house together

they were living in.

And so
they had invited Patrick

to be one of the roommates
'cause they had an extra room.

So he became, like, I think,
like, the fifth roommate

in that house.

- Most of the students
don't live in the dorms.

They live in housing
that surrounds the campus.

They're one
of the few colleges

in South Carolina that don't
require you to live in a dorm

your freshman year.

Patrick was excited
to be able to, you know,

get away from the farm

and have his own place
to kind of live.

He did move in with these
people in that fall of 2015.

His roommates were
around the same age as him

but were further
in their schooling.

They were juniors
and seniors, I believe,

at College of Charleston,
while he was a freshman.

- We kind of thought
it was a good thing

that, you know, at least he was
with different guys

that were doing
different things.

Some played soccer.

some were into business,
higher education.

So he was introducing
me to all of his new roommates

and there was
constantly friends

in and out of that house.

The door was never locked.

It was kind of chaotic
sometimes.

There were a lot of fun,
and they were partying a lot.

- I mean, he was
thriving at first.

And then I think it got
out of hand quick.

Just going
from high school to college,

it was like people
drank and smoke weed.

That was it.

And then you get to college,
and, you know,

there's ecstasy, acid, Molly,

shrooms, cocaine,
Xanax, Percocets,

Klonopins, you know,

just a plethora of new drugs
and party drugs.

And, you know, try this.

If you don't like it,
you can do something else.

So there was definitely
more of a resource.

College of Charleston, you
have all 12,000 of these kids

living in a 3-mile radius,
or at least majority of them.

I don't want to call them
connects,

but, like, you know,
you meet people,

and then they know people,
and they know people.

The party scene is
fraternities and sororities

for sort of pregames,

and then everyone
goes out on King Street.

And King Street
is one of America's

great drinking streets.

It's sort of like
Bourbon Street or Sixth Street

but with fewer tourists.

- He just jumped right into it,

seasoned and ready to party.

♪♪ Too broad, too real ♪♪

♪♪ Speaking for my generation ♪♪

♪♪ We give a
how you feel ♪♪

♪♪ Since Tupac, we haven't
had no true raps ♪♪

♪♪ Too loud, too proud ♪♪

♪♪ Too rowdy
with the deuce-deuce ♪♪

♪♪ I keep in the boot,
I do it proud ♪♪

- We knew something was
a little off,

but wasn't really sure what.

He started buying
a bunch of expensive things,

I guess, trying to show off.

He's falling
behind in school,

and then he's missing classes.

Then Patrick called us

from the Richland County
Detention Center

to tell us he got arrested.

We were stunned.

He got arrested in Columbia
at a football game.

He had 8 ounces
of cocaine to sell.

He was charged
with trafficking.

You know,
wherever he got that

and then now it was all gone
and confiscated,

you know, somebody was looking
for their cash.

It was a lot of money,
somewhere towards 20 grand.

Patrick was super worried
about getting that money back.

Patrick confessed to me

out of extreme anxiety
and fear.

He said, like, Bridget,
you don't understand,

like, if I don't get
that money back,

someone's going
to come after me.

I don't think Patrick
had a plan to approach

all the walls closing in
on him.

He felt like his life was over

and he was just...

had no way to escape
out of the situation.

He didn't tell
my parents that.

He didn't want to disappoint
my dad.

He wanted to show my dad
that he could be his own man.

He told me
not to say anything.

Don't tell anyone.

And I kept that confidence

because he's never, like,
confided in me like that.

He's never cried
on my shoulder like that

in such despair and fear.

It was totally different side
I'd never seen in my life

of my brother.

Early January 2016...

he was starting that semester.

He was kind of falling
at the wayside,

with not going to classes
and getting really depressed

and not really wanting to get
out of bed all the time.

So I think that was
kind of the hardest part

when we got back,
was, you know,

his schooling did take a hit.

And his mental health kind of
was starting to go down.

So, ultimately,
by end of that January 2016,

Patrick did drop out of school.

- Patrick was struggling
with the things

that were hanging
over his head.

He did not leave the farm

pretty much...

January, February.

I had made an appoint--

Then we talk
about mental health.

You call somebody
to try to get some help.

They're like, oh, yeah,
you know, we can see you

in three weeks, so...

Well, we kind of
have an issue today.

We were waiting for
that appointment.

I was still living downtown

and going to my classes

and saw some of his roommates,
like, off of the street.

And they started asking me
where Patrick was.

He kind of owed rent
or money for bills

that were going on

and that they had been
trying to contact him.

He wasn't answering
any of them.

And even then,
he was barely answering me,

which was, I knew, weird 'cause
I was one of the few people

he actually would answer
for his phone.

But he wasn't
really picking up,

so I told my parents
that he did owe money.

- So I'm like, Patrick,
you can't do this

to your roommates.

You know, here's
a check for $60

or whatever it is they wanted
for the water or the electric.

Go down there and give this
to your roommates.

Well, he did,

and he was supposed
to come back to the farm.

The next day,

I was sitting
on my front porch.

My phone beeped.
I picked it up.

It was the chaplain.

She said, Patrick's been shot,

and you need to come
to the hospital.

I said, no, no, no,
you are mistaken.

And so I don't--

I think you have
the wrong person.

She's like, no, it's him,
and he's been shot,

and you need to come here.

On March the 4th of 2016,

law enforcement
received a 911 call

a little bit before 4:00.

The call was from a roommate
of Patrick Moffly.

He described
that he was in his room,

door closed, with the Xbox,

and then he overheard
a commotion

and what sounded
like a g*nsh*t.

He came out of his room
and saw Patrick lying

at the base of the stairs
with a single g*nsh*t wound

to his chest.

- And all Patrick
says to him is just,

tell my parents I'm so sorry.

The police arrive.

The patrolman's
applying pressure.

- Officer Falx tried
to comfort Patrick

and ask him questions about how
he was doing,

trying to get him
to stay conscious

before EMS arrived.

- Patrick was lying
on the ground

at the base
of the stairs of his home.

- There was also a ripped
plastic Ziploc-style bag.

The sounds of the commotion
the roommates overheard

and the ripped bag
are indications of a struggle.

Surrounding his body

were over 1,000 white pills

with the stamp of GG 249.

They had him in the hospital

within, I think, five, ten
minutes after he'd gotten shot.

My heart said...

I mean, that's
all I could think--

Is Patrick gonna live?

The longer Patrick was
in surgery,

the more hopeful we were
that he was going to make it.

- He'd gotten shot
in, like, the chest,

and it traveled down and, like,
went out through his liver.

There's nothing they could do.

We were just stunned.

It's eerie, you know.

You always think that you're
going to cry and wail and...

But Sarah cried and wailed.

The rest of us were
just in disbelief.

I immediately broke
down,

and the only things going
through my mind

were, you know,

how upset I was and angry
that I was that he didn't fight

hard enough to make it
through that surgery

after hours
of fighting already.

My closest family member
was now gone.

And part of me broke
in that moment.

Patrick lived
with four roommates.

All of his roommates were
full-time enrolled students

at the College of Charleston.

After Patrick gave police
the clue

in some of his dying words

about Jordan Piacente
and Dollar Tee,

the police began talking
to Patrick's roommates.

The police were able to learn

that Jordan Piacente
is someone

who Patrick was friends with.

So law enforcement
looked into it further.

Law enforcement was able
to find the flight records

of Jordan that placed
her in New York

at the time of the m*rder.

Jordan Piacente could
not have k*lled Patrick.

But who was Dollar Tee?

The police contacted Jordan.

That initial
police communication

did not produce
any immediate clues,

but the Charleston Police
Department investigators

planned to follow up with her
in the coming days

when she returned
to Charleston.

Officers ended up
talking to a lady

who was walking down the street
when all of this happened.

She heard a commotion.

And when she turned
and looked across the street,

she saw three males

running from the home

to a red Jetta
that was parked on the street

with the engine running.

She sees
these three guys run out

looking like--I think
the words she used was--

they robbed a bank in a movie.

So she made a mental note
to check the license plate,

and when she looked,
it was a paper dealer tag,

so the kind of tag when
you have just bought a car.

- The police issued
a "Be On the Lookout For,"

or a BOLO,

for a red Jetta
with these paper tags

within hours of the m*rder.

- Still no arrests tonight
in the sh**ting death

of a College of Charleston
student.

Authorities haven't identified

a suspect or motive.

We'll continue to update you
on this investigation

as new details come
into the newsroom.

Charleston has this image

of being the holy city.

There's churches everywhere.
It's a big touristy place.

They love to protect
their image.

For this to happen,
it was all over the news.

It was in every newspaper.

This is Live 5 News--

And the m*rder
of Patrick Moffly...

The sh**ting death
of Patrick Moffly...

- People were definitely
talking about it.

Patrick was very personal.

He was so genuine and so nice.

He just--he just
brought life to everyone

and everything that he did.

- At the time, it was kind of
just like, oh, my gosh,

this college kid just got shot
in his doorway.

Like, what happened?
How does this happen?

This never happens.

When all of a sudden
you have Patrick m*rder*d

with these pills around him,

it launched two investigations.

The first was,
who k*lled Patrick Moffly?

And the second was,
where did he get these GG 249

manufactured fake Xanax pills?

And there's this question of,
how did this happen

so close to the
College of Charleston campus?

The police
did a search warrant

for the residence,

and law enforcement
was able to locate

one fired cartridge case

that was from
a .45-caliber firearm.

Inside of Patrick's room,

there was one
of the mail boxes,

the cardboard boxes
that on the outside

had "208 G" and "times 10."

And the idea is
that was 10 bags,

and each bag weighed 208 grams.

There are
all these questions about,

how could there be 10,000 pills
at this college house?

♪♪ Can't nobody
tell me nothing ♪♪

♪♪ They know
I'm built for this ♪♪

- College of Charleston
has a pretty big reputation

to be a party school.

♪♪ Another script,
finessed another... ♪♪

You'd be going to,
like, house parties mainly.

Drinking was
a large aspect of it,

but I feel like coke and Molly

and all that kind of stuff
was definitely going around.

But I think the biggest one,

especially from when I was
in high school to college

and being at that college,

was the Xanax
that was going on.

I got it.

When the police
searched the bedrooms,

they found a lease agreement
to a different residence

that had been signed by one
of Patrick's housemates.

The address was
under surveillance

in an active investigation.

In the months
before Patrick's m*rder,

the City of Charleston Police
Department Narcotics Unit

had a separate
investigation ongoing.

That investigation included
college-aged people

who were in the drug trade.

About five months, six months

before Patrick was k*lled,

the Charleston Police
had a confidential informant

buy a small amount of Xanax
from a dealer.

They arrest the dealer.

They say, who gave
you these drugs?

And he told them
it was Zackery Kligman...

And laid out
a very extensive picture

of Zack's drug operation.

He said this is a guy
who sells everything,

from coke from Atlanta,
you know, LSD,

and millions of Xanax pills.

And...

he has this stash house
called "The Tree House."

And so the police start

a pretty small-time
investigation

of Zackery Kligman.

They installed
a security camera

overlooking the stash house,

The Tree House
on Gadsden Street.

It's just right there,
walking distance from campus.

- Zack Kligman was not enrolled
at the College of Charleston.

He actually was
from the Myrtle Beach area

of South Carolina.

Zack was living in Charleston
at the time.

- Before the m*rder,
you had one housemate

who signed the lease
for a stash house.

So, all of a sudden, there's
this pretty tight link

between where Patrick is k*lled
and the stash house

that they're already
monitoring.

Patrick's death turned
this drug investigation

into something real.

We did chat with the police.

So we did tell them
what we knew

about the whole
cocaine incident.

Patrick claims these
people he was involved with

would hurt you if you were
going to rat on them

or do anything.

He claimed that they had
enforcers that would hurt you.

So we thought,
well, it could have been a hit

to quiet him down.

As the police
were investigating

what happened surrounding
Patrick's death,

they tried to talk
to his roommates.

They talked to his family.

They talked
to long-time friends.

They tried to get a better
sense of who Patrick was

and what was going on
in Patrick's life

at the time of his m*rder.

After learning that Patrick
had been k*lled,

one of his friends
that he had grown up with

reached out to law enforcement.

Summer McNary told the police

that she got extremely
concerned about Patrick

the day of his death when she
saw a Snapchat that he posted.

That Snapchat video,
according to Summer,

featured Patrick snorting
a line of cocaine

off of his desk,

and then it panned over
to many Ziploc bags

that were full of white pills.

In front of those pills,

the words
"Maybe I'm the plug?"

"The plug" is common lingo
or language

to indicate being
a drug dealer.

Dealing Xanax
is a really fast way

to make a great profit.

You can make...

$7 a bar.

So, I mean, that's
a massive margin.

Patrick was
definitely in over his head

after the arrest.

You know, he had this money

that I think he owed people
for selling the drugs

that were confiscated.

I think he thought
that he could...

you know, make this big move

and that, you know, that
might've been it.

'Cause he was always
the life of the party,

creating a life celebration
like a final party

was more Patrick's style.

Christ
to thy servant Patrick...

I know his parents
wanted that to be the wedding

he never got to have.

It was the best damn funeral
I think I'll ever go to.

Nothing will ever top that,
probably better--

It's better than some weddings
I've been to.

It was--it was one of a kind...

one of a kind,
just like Patrick.

Hundreds of people showed up

from, like, all walks of life.

Patrick was friends with people
from all generations,

all walks of life, from
the homeless up to senators.

You know, like. he was friends
with everyone.

We had
his friend's band play.

Everyone was dancing and
just celebrating my brother.

- I want you to carry those
memories with you

all the way through
for the years to come.

So, at the time,
the police are still not sure

what the situation is
with the sh**ter.

So the police manned
the party as well.

They didn't know if--

They were still working the
angle of, maybe this was a hit.

Just not knowing who it was

and if I had met them was kind
of making me have anxiety

whether or not they would
kind of be looking for us.

- We were always very antsy.

It came to light
in the drug investigation

and in Patrick's
death investigation

that at one point,
Zackery Kligman supplied

Patrick Moffly with pills.

- Patrick's housemates,
they turn out

to be very valuable
as witnesses.

The detectives have one
of the housemates wear a wire.

He's telling
the housemate like,

oh, I had just, like, pounds
of, like, weed

and, like,
a million Xanax pills here.

So the detectives immediately
go to Zack's house.

They arrest him. They find
more drugs at his house.

And they basically tell him,

you know, we have you
on all of this stuff.

So Zack lays out
this entire drug ring,

with shipping
raw alprazolam powder

from China through Vancouver

and Toronto and Montreal

down to South Carolina,

finding a house for it,
getting a pill press,

pressing it into pills,
and then shipping it out

both through the fraternity
system and pledges

but also, once again,
on the dark web

as now a completed product

that they can ship
all over the world.

The complexity of that
compared to sort of the kids

that you might meet
at a bar in Charleston,

it's pretty mind-boggling.

The police are building
a drug case on Zack.

The drug investigation and
the homicide investigation

were sort of
on two separate tracks.

As more people brought up
Zack, they would say,

like, yeah, we've already
looked into that.

But the homicide investigation
narrowed very quickly.

Policemen all over
the city are looking

for this red Jetta...

seen at the time
of the k*lling.

And that night
after Patrick was k*lled,

in West Ashley,
they find it parked.

There was a male in the car,

and they see a female
in the front passenger seat.

When the police
first approach the vehicle,

they smell marijuana.

They also observe
some marijuana

in the car near the gearshift.

Because the BOLO
was related to a m*rder,

along with seeing the drugs,
law enforcement

asked the occupants
to get out of the car.

And they used
the pretense of seeing

some marijuana on the dash,
and they towed the car away.

The occupants,

Sametria Wilson
and Charles Mungin,

were transported separately
down to headquarters,

put in separate
interview rooms,

and law enforcement attempted
to interview them.

The Sametria Wilson
and Charles Mungin stories

did not match.

Mungin insisted
he was never downtown.

And Sametria gave the details

that not only
were they downtown,

but they are downtown
within blocks of this incident.

Furthermore, she talks
about how there were

two other people
that Mungin picked up.

She remembers stopping

and picking up somebody

who had a double first name.

However, when law enforcement
tried to push her

for more details,
she closed down,

and she wanted to talk
to an attorney.

She doesn't remember anything
because she was high.

There is nothing further
law enforcement could do

at this time as far as charging
in relation to Patrick's death

because they did not have
enough information.

Police did, however,
seize the two phones

that Mungin had on him
when the car was pulled over,

and do further investigation.

You have no direct evidence.

All you know is that a car
pulled up to the house.

Police looked
at the physical phones

that were seized.

They were hoping to see
if there's any connection,

any kind of relationship
between him and Patrick.

Based upon Mungin's phone,

police were able to see

that Jordan Piacente was saved
in Mungin's phone

by the name "Bars."

This is the same
Jordan Piacente

that Patrick mentioned to
police before he passed away,

There were text messages
about Xanax bars

and selling bars on the phone
between Mungin and Jordan.

Police, after investigating
and speaking with Jordan,

learned that Jordan
and Patrick

would frequent the bars
on upper King Street,

and he would advertise

that he can get drugs
and he sells drugs.

And at one of the bars
called the Silver Dollar

is where Jordan
first introduced Patrick

to Charles Mungin.

Then they go
through Patrick's phone

and find out that Charles
is saved in Patrick's phone

as Dollar Tee

and that he had texted him

to set up this drug deal
at the time of the m*rder.

They found their Dollar Tee.
It's this guy Charles Mungin.

Instead of just selling

and being around people

from a very small circle
and a trusted group,

Patrick went
outside that group.

Patrick, I think
he was very trusting.

At the same time, he's opening
his home to people

for whom drug dealing

is a completely different
proposition.

It's not
this fantasy adventure.

It's a means of survival.

And when drug dealing
is a means to survival,

then violence...

is also sometimes
a means of survival.

So, for the police,

more and more
of this information

was corroborating

each of these different
pieces of the puzzle.

Based upon the phones,
there was location data

that the police
were able to get

from the provider
search warrant.

That location data had Mungin

located downtown

around the time of the m*rder.

And from there, the case
really comes more about, one,

finding
the surveillance evidence,

and, two, trying to find
who else was in the car.

- Police did a canvass
of the entire area,

trying to catch the Jetta
flee the scene on camera.

Basically going
to every store, school,

anything in the neighborhood.

And a pizza restaurant

and the school down the street

and one other store had cameras
facing the street.

And they were able to go
through all the footage

and basically see
this red car pulling up,

you know,
right before the m*rder

and then leaving right after.

On March the 17th of 2016,

about two weeks after Patrick
was k*lled,

the police
arrested Charles Mungin III.

Moffly
was gunned down at his home

on Smith Street
in downtown Charleston.

Police say 21-year-old
Charles Mungin

is one of the suspects
involved.

Detectives are still working
to find more suspects.

In March 2016,
homicide detectives

arrested Charles Mungin.

So continuing
at College of Charleston

after everything,

I feel like you're
just so numb,

you are kind of just trying
to get through your courses

and classes.

It was just all over
the news at that point--

like, a College of Charleston
student selling drugs.

Charles Mungin,
who was arrested

a few weeks after the m*rder,

k*lled Patrick Moffly
during a drug deal

at a Smith Street apartment
last March.

Officers are still trying
to identify other suspects.

Patrick's death turned
this drug investigation,

funneling a lot of Xanax

into that sort of
college party scene,

into something real.

Up and to that point,
it was really just a detective

with a camera checking in
on a stash house.

All of a sudden, this becomes,
like, a 30-person task force

involving the DEA, the FBI,
state law enforcement,

city law enforcement.

- Charleston Police
say they've seized

thousands of dollars' worth
of drugs pictured.

There are nine people
under arrest.

Surveillanced undercover buys

and numerous search warrants
throughout the city.

All taken
in connection to possessing

and trafficking drugs
in Charleston County.

The drugs that were seized,

they included cocaine,
marijuana, Xanax pills,

powdered ecstasy, and LSD.

Also seized--more than
$200,000 in cash, 7 g*ns,

including some powerful
semiautomatic r*fles,

and 4 vehicles.

Mullins says there was
a connection between the bust

and the m*rder
of Patrick Moffly.

They were saying

it was the same
pill-pressed drugs

and same weed,
and that was just kind of

when we realized the extent
of what had been going on.

On the oldest
municipal college campus

in America...

- I think it's an issue,

but not necessarily on the
College of Charleston campus.

I think it's an issue
all over the United States,

no matter what college
you're at.

- I've seen some things
on campus that--

or not even on campus but at
parties, like, college parties,

that I'd prefer
if I didn't see.

Many students
believe the more money

there is in a city, the more
drugs they're likely to see.

But what about counseling?

Haley Womack says
the school already has

an abundance of programs
to help those in need.

When the news came out

about the drug ring
and everything,

then it was--
we don't condone this.

We didn't know anything
about it.

This is not accepted
or tolerated, blah, blah, blah.

And then they, you know, just
cracked down on everything.

The campus security
was increased a lot.

I mean, it kind of turned into
a dry campus for a little bit.

- Right after,
they started making us

do these, like,
drug course kind of things.

They made that, like,
a mandatory thing after that.

But the school just didn't
really mention it a lot.

Students kind of talked
about it a little bit,

and then it was done.

As the City
of Charleston Police

continued in their
investigation,

they had developed
a person of interest

as potentially
a passenger in the car

at the time of Patrick's death.

Sametria Wilson, the female
in the front passenger seat

in Mungin's car,

told the police
the day of the m*rder

that it was a guy
with a double first name,

like, the same first name.

Police, after getting
the phones from Mungin,

were able to look and see who
he was in communication with.

Mungin was in contact with
John or John-John Glover.

Police were able to map
the cell phone geolocations

of Mungin
and of John-John Glover.

And they were able
to map and see

that both of those individuals
while communicating

and at the time
of Patrick's m*rder

were both located downtown and
hitting off of the same tower,

which includes Patrick's house
on Smith Street.

Sametria Wilson
was interviewed

on multiple occasions
by police.

Every time, she would give
a little bit more.

As law enforcement was learning
more about the investigation,

they could confront
her on items.

Ultimately,
Sametria told the police

that they drove around.

She was smoking marijuana.

She was sleeping,
and she woke up at one point

due to a loud sound--

that loud sound
being a g*nsh*t.

And when she looked
out of her window,

the front passenger-seat
window,

she saw John-John Glover...

the other guy
in the back passenger seat

she did not know the name of,

and her friend, who was Mungin.

She saw the three of them
running out of the house,

and they were all holding bags.

In those bags
were a bunch of white pills.

Police made a second arrest

in the March 2016
sh**ting death

of College of Charleston
student Patrick Moffly.




are charged
with Moffly's m*rder.

One of Patrick's housemates,

who opened the door and saw
men going into Patrick's room,

got a pretty good look
at John-John's face

and was able to recognize him
in a lineup.

After that,

John Glover
accepted responsibility,

and he pled guilty to accessory
after the fact of m*rder

of Patrick Moffly.

The police charged Mungin
with m*rder.

Later, as the prosecutor,

I additionally put
the charge of armed robbery.

The trial
against Charles Mungin

for the charges of m*rder
and armed robbery

took place
in September of 2019.

Stephanie Linder
put together a very impressive

and long list of witnesses.

And then she really built
the case

sort of from the ground up.

Some of Patrick's roommates

certainly didn't want to
talk about stuff.

We only learned certain facts
surrounding Patrick's death

right before the trial,

when all these people
are under subpoena

and I'm dragging them in here
to prep them,

and I'm saying, you got
to tell me the truth.

What'd you do?

Until the trial started,

you're constantly
just guessing

and making up scenarios
in your head

about what really went down.

STEPHANIE We only learned
right before the trial

that the roommate there
when Patrick was shot

did not call
police immediately.

He went and they took their
drugs out of their rooms.

They didn't touch
the stuff around Patrick.

And then went in the backyard
of a neighbor,

who was already gone because
it was spring break,

and hid them there.

So, that way,
the police didn't find it

during the search warrant.

So finally getting
to the trial,

like, three years later

was, you know, just, like...

finally learning
all the details

and putting all the
pieces together.

The story that
the prosecution presented,

Stephanie Linder's narrative,

was it was a drug robbery
gone wrong.

Basically, Charles knew
that he could probably get


and so he set up this deal.

And then he picked up
two partners

and went just to do
armed robbery.

That was the idea.

What the detectives
believe happened--

they fought, and the fight
escalated to a point

where they shot him...

Grabbed as many pills
as they could, and fled.

After Patrick
was screaming for help

after being shot,

it was just one
of his roommates' friends

that was the only person
that jumped in

to help him to actually
put pressure on the wound.

I mean, that made me just feel
absolutely horrible...

Knowing somebody was
prioritizing the bags of drugs

over a human life.

The police body-cam
footage during the trial

was painful seeing Patrick,

but I'm thankful
that I got to see it.

You know, you always wonder

what's happening with your
child in his last moments

of consciousness.

That was the hard part.

I mean, here he's been gone,
you know, three years.

And his last words,

we get to see three years later

on the body-cam footage.

It just made my heart hurt.
I felt so bad.

Although we did not have

any evidence
that definitively said

who pulled the trigger
out of those three individuals

who went inside, because
they were acting together...

Mungin was convicted on
both counts,

both the m*rder
and the armed robbery,

and he was sentenced
to life imprisonment.

We've had such
mixed emotions about that,

because yet another life
has been ruined.

I mean, he was young, too.


you know, doing

the two-year-college thing...

and working in a restaurant--

the guy that ultimately
got sentenced to life.

We thought
it was going to feel great,

you know, having that final
piece kind of put to rest

and, you know, having that
person kind of punished finally

for what they had done.

We, you know, thought it
was going to be a nice relief

and all that,

and it honestly just
didn't feel good at all.

The police
were never able to identify

a fourth individual in the car.

And the identity is still
unknown to this day.

Patrick's legacy is, like,

you should not be afraid
to live life.

You should be ready to go out
there, experience new things,

get outside of
your comfort zone.

Moving forward,
we remember him

and have his photo up
all over the place.

We dedicated a dive site

in Roatan in Honduras
to Patrick.

The dive site is called
"Patrick's Stash."

I got together
with the siblings

and we commissioned
a statue of Patrick.

- I think it captures him,

and it makes me think
about Patrick.

- I think Patrick would say
this board is too big.

He would surf
on a smaller board.

- Yeah, Patrick would say
something like that.

Nice little brass statue

as a gift to my parents,

but it's never going
to be the same.

Like, how can it?
He was so big, so full of life.

♪♪ I've got him on the ground ♪♪

♪♪ No breathing ♪♪

I miss my son a lot.

Think about him every day.

♪♪ I try to wake him up ♪♪

♪♪ He's bleeding ♪♪

Whenever you speak
to your loved one,

the last thing you should ever
say is "I love you"

because it might be
the last time.

And that was the last thing
I said to him,

was "I love you."

♪♪ I tried my best ♪♪

♪♪ I tried my best ♪♪

♪♪ I tried my best ♪♪

♪♪ I tried my best ♪♪

♪♪ I tried my best ♪♪

♪♪ I tried my best ♪♪

♪♪ This can't be the end ♪♪

♪♪ He's bleeding ♪♪