K!ller Thinks He Got Away – Doesn’t Know 4YO Saw Everything | The Case of Dameon Huffman | HO
Bradford, Ohio — On the morning of March 27, 2003, a blood-soaked four-year-old boy appeared alone at the front door of his rural Ohio daycare. The staff, stunned and terrified, could barely comprehend what little Dameon Huffman was trying to say. Just an hour earlier, Dameon had been living a quiet, happy life with his great-grandparents, Jack and Linda Myers, on their 40-acre farm. But in the span of a single morning, everything changed.
What followed was a murder investigation that would shake the tight-knit community to its core, exposing secrets, greed, and a chilling betrayal. At its center was a child—traumatized but brave—who became the only living witness to a crime the killer thought would never be solved.
A Family’s Heart
Jack and Linda Myers were the heart and soul of the Huffman family. In their fifties, they’d blended their families and become beloved pillars in Bradford, running a small pizza shop and hosting lively gatherings on their farm. When their teenage granddaughter Amber became pregnant in 1998, they opened their home to her and her newborn son, Dameon. The boy grew up surrounded by love, laughter, and the steady presence of his great-grandparents.
Jack and Dameon were inseparable. They’d spend hours driving around the fields, Jack’s lap a throne for the little boy. Family dinners were frequent, filled with warmth and the smell of home-cooked food. The plan was for Dameon to finish preschool and then move in with his mother, Amber, who had recently gained financial independence and a home of her own.
But fate intervened.
The Morning Everything Changed
At 9:15 AM on March 27, a frantic call came into the local 911 dispatcher. A preschool teacher reported that Dameon had arrived at daycare alone, in pajamas, covered in blood. The staff recognized him immediately and feared the worst. Police rushed to the Myers’ farmhouse, not knowing what they would find.
The front door stood wide open. Guns drawn, officers entered a house that was eerily silent. In the bedroom, their worst fears were confirmed: Jack and Linda were dead, shot execution-style as they slept. Jack had a gunshot wound to the back of his head; Linda had been shot in the face and hand. Both were still warm, indicating the murders had happened only hours before.
Meanwhile, Dameon was placed under police protection. With no suspect in custody, and the possibility that the killer was still at large, he was kept away from even his surviving family. His mother, Amber, was told the devastating news—her son was alive, but her grandparents were gone.
A Town in Shock
News of the brutal double murder spread rapidly. The Myers family was well-known and loved; the idea that someone could sneak into their home and kill them in cold blood left the community reeling. Initial theories of a burglary gone wrong were quickly dismissed. Nothing had been stolen—money, credit cards, and valuables were left untouched. This was no random act. It was personal.
Investigators began focusing on those close to Jack and Linda. One name surfaced: Gregg Myers, Jack’s son from a previous marriage. Gregg, 25, had always been close to his father, even serving as best man at Jack’s wedding to Linda. He had no criminal record, a family of his own, and appeared devastated by the loss. Gregg provided a solid alibi—he was at work 30 miles away, with a stamped time sheet to prove it. He even volunteered for a lie detector test and allowed police to search his home. At first, nothing pointed to him.
But Dameon, the only witness, had yet to tell his story.
The Witness No One Expected
In the early hours of March 27, Dameon woke up alone—strange, since his grandparents always woke him for preschool. Sensing something was wrong, he went downstairs and found a nightmare: his beloved grandparents, lifeless and bloody. At four years old, Dameon could not process the horror. He later told detectives, “My grandparents are melting,” words that left officers shaken.
Dameon tried to call 911, but the phone line was dead—cut by the killer. Remembering his daycare was nearby, he ran over a mile down the road, seeking help in the only way he knew how.
There was a troubling detail, though: blood was found in Dameon’s bedroom, suggesting he had been closer to the crime than he remembered. Investigators used a model of the house and dolls to help Dameon recall the events. As he acted out the morning, a chilling detail emerged: while pretending to sleep, Dameon had seen a stranger in his room—a man in a green jumpsuit holding a shotgun.
“I was absolutely terrified,” Dameon said. “I just closed my eyes and eventually opened them to peek, and he was gone.”
The Clues Surface
Five miles from the Myers farm, police recovered a 12-gauge shotgun from the Stillwater River. The serial number had been sanded off, but forensic experts restored it. Detectives traced the weapon to a classified ad posted two days before the murders. The seller’s wife had kept a note: the buyer was Gregg Myers.
The revelation stunned investigators. Gregg, the grieving son, was now the prime suspect. A closer look into his life revealed a motive—he was in dire financial straits, his house foreclosed, and he stood to inherit the farm if his father and stepmother died.
Still, the evidence was circumstantial. Then, a breakthrough: searching the river again, police found a trash bag containing a green jumpsuit, latex gloves with Gregg’s fingerprint, 12-gauge slugs matching those used in the murders, and tennis shoes two sizes smaller than Gregg’s—identical to the footprints at the scene.
Justice Delivered
In April 2004, Gregg Myers stood trial for the murders of Jack and Linda Myers. The courtroom was filled with family, friends, and a community in disbelief. Gregg showed no remorse, never meeting the eyes of his relatives. After only a few hours of deliberation, the jury found him guilty on two counts of aggravated murder. He was sentenced to two life terms without parole.
For the family, the verdict brought a measure of justice, but also heartbreak. “I just never would’ve thought he could do anything like that,” said one family member. “To know that he did this all out of greed, that cuts like a knife.”
A Boy’s Courage, A Family’s Legacy
Throughout the ordeal, Dameon’s bravery stood out. At just four years old, he survived a trauma that would have broken many adults, and became the key to solving a crime the killer thought was perfect. Dameon was finally reunited with his mother, Amber, and started kindergarten in a new home, carrying the loving memory of his grandparents with him.
Today, Dameon Huffman is a young man. He did well in school, grew into a hardworking adult, and remains the living legacy of Jack and Linda Myers—a testament to the strength of family and the courage of a child who saw everything and spoke the truth.
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