“She never wavered from that story and every few years would call the police to see if they wanted her story again.”

This is where things really take off, after I have checked out web coverage of the ‘rejuvenation” of the OCCK task force (spare me), as well as websites addressing my brother’s murder case. Who knew?! Not me. I was busy moving my family from the Pacific Northwest to the Midwest, much to my not-so-secret dismay. Yet here I was, face-to-face with what blew up in the shadow of an inadequate initial investigation. Lots of people left holding the bag. Page one of five. One letter of many to follow. I never asked for any of this.