The Wrong Man

Prologue

Have you ever found a girl dead in her house, blood everywhere? Did you take some of the blood on her shirt and do a blood test, and take some blood from her husband, and the blood matched? And after a couple of weeks, you wondered if you put the wrong man behind bars? I did. My name is Cody Martin, I'm a Crime Scene Investigator, a Federal Agent. I'm a married to Bailey Pickett. My brother was shot in our senior year on the S.S. Tipton. The killers- all three of them- were put in jail at our next dock- Miami. At the end of my senior year, when Bailey was going home with me- permission from her parents first, of course- my dad was waiting for me at the deck. I asked when Mom was, and he told me. Five hours ago she was found in a dark alley with three bullet holes in her head. I cried until there were no more tears. Bailey tried to comfort me, but it didn't help. Now I'm married to Bailey Pickett. My dad is now dead, he died three months ago from cancer. Remember at the start when I told you about the murder? Well, here's the story.