Perhaps this is because confronting the problem of violence forces us to confront the most serious defects of our society. back in 1981, i had the american dream, the beautiful wife, the house in the suburbs, and a beautiful 6-year-old son. and one day i went to work, kissed my son good-bye, and never saw him again. in two weeks, i became the parent of a murdered child and i ll always be the parent of a murdered child. i still have the heartache. i still have the rage. i waited years for justice. i know what it s like to be there waiting for some answers, and over those years, i learned how to do one thing really well. and that s how to catch these bastards and bring them back to justice. i ve become a manhunter. i m out there looking for bad ....