SAD NEWS 10 minutes ago in New York, Savannah Guthrie was confirmed as…See more

Blood on the front steps. A Ring camera torn from the door. An 84-year-old mother, gone without a trace.

Police are silent, the family terrified, and every new detail feels darker than the last. What happened on that quiet Tucson night rem… Continues…

In the stillness of the Tucson foothills, the scene outside Nancy Guthrie’s home now looks less like a retirement haven and more like the opening shot of a crime thriller. A faint trail of blood, scattered on the front steps.

The ripped-out remains of a Ring camera, as if someone wanted to erase whatever it saw. Inside, an 84-year-old woman’s life has been abruptly interrupted — her family left clinging to fragments and questions.

Authorities say Nancy was likely taken against her will, but have not named suspects, offered a motive, or even confirmed whose blood marks the entrance to her home.

For Savannah Guthrie, used to reporting other families’ tragedies on live television, the horror is now excruciatingly personal. While investigators work in tense silence, a daughter waits,

suspended between hope and dread, praying that somewhere, her mother is still holding on.

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