I know what blood looks like when it’s fresh, when it’s dry, and all states in between. I didn’t need a forensic team to tell me the brown-colored smudge on the light switch was blood. Superpowers, remember? And blood drops are like rats. Where there’s one, there’s always more hiding just out of plain sight.
On June 4, 2010, early Friday evening, in a quaint town known for the Old Mission and horse trails, Christopher Ryan Smith was murdered. Surrounding business offices were empty as workers had already left for the weekend.