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Chapter 2

Christmas Eve 1993

It was the day before Christmas, and my hero, my role model and mother had been murdered, and I knew my younger brother had done it. But in spite of the pain and uncertainty, it was a beautiful day in sunny Fort Lauderdale, Florida. The sky was blue and clear, and the clouds seemed as white as ever. Seven days after the murder of my mother, I was still living in the hotel, and I hadn’t heard much from the police. I had not been able to contact Jeff, he never reached out to me again after that night I threatened to kill him.

As I prepared to leave the hotel room I got a call. It was the detective assigned to the case. I had given him the name and number of the hotel I was