Murder
On April 16, 1997, Robert Angleton expressed concern when Doris failed to show up for their twin daughters' softball game. After the game, Angleton drove the girls home and discovered Doris's body. She sustained multiple gunshot wounds to the face and chest.
Around the time of her murder, Doris' brother in-law, Roger Angleton, was arrested on unrelated charges. Police found a suitcase that revealed him to be her killer. Roger committed suicide in a Houston prison cell by cutting himself more than fifty times with a disposable razor. Roger Angleton also left behind a suicide note that cleared his brother of the murder of Doris. Robert Angleton was later found not guilty in his wife's death.
Due to the investigation, Robert Angleton's income was investigated. As they were earned in relation to an illegal sports betting scheme, the U.S. Department of Justice indicted and jailed Robert Angleton. While awaiting trial, Robert fled to the Netherlands, where he was apprehended by the Dutch government. A Dutch court ruled that he could not be extradited on a charge related to the murder of his wife because he had already been found not guilty. However, they ruled, he could be extradited on the tax evasion charges. He was subsequently convicted of tax evasion and passport fraud, and was sentenced to twelve years in prison. He was incarcerated in the Federal Correctional Institution, Terminal Island in San Pedro, Los Angeles, California. He was released January 27, 2012.
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