You know you were a person of interest . The ex. Susie, where are you . The brandnew boyfriend. Somebody knew that we were seeing each other and didnt like it. And the unbelievable thing. They were all there the morning of the murder. So, who did it . My stomach was in my throat. All of us were a little taken back. It was really hard for my brain to wrap around that. It was early morning, still dark. The spring air was a cold bank et around the pickup parked and running near the main street of little glendive, montana. The passenger side opened, a woman stepped out and hurried across the empty street towards her downtown apartment, her coat disheveled, her bra slung over one arm. The mans eyes in the dark. To the woman now crosses the sidewalk to her doorway, susie, lightning in a bottle. They were all there. There at susies front door. Each one of them was part of that crime scene. But how many and who . Who owned the eyes in the dark that started that awful cascade of events of terri