At three years old, Jodie watched her father murder a woman in a seedy hotel room.
Her murder left a destiny to locate the truth and get the chance to bring healing and justice to cold crimes lost to time..
Her life mattered and so did her death.
Unrelenting guilt to bring this woman justice would open doors to the past that could not be closed.
The literal victims of murder, and victims who experience that same destruction in their souls.
It\'s all murder.
But it\'s also a courageous dedication to all children who have lived through childhood violence and deviance.
Would this victim find justice - for herself and for the murdered woman? Would peace ever live in her world again? This story is not only an homage to all missing persons never found under the rubble they were dumped into after a brutal death.
Millions of children have suffered for crimes they did not commit.
The opinion of others wreaked havoc and tried to block her efforts through stifling rejection and judgment.
The terror of reliving the incessant sexual abuse stalled her attempts as her body recalled the misery.
Her faith sustained her as she moved toward the dragons from her youth.
She would have to fight alone in her quest to sift truth from determined lies.
No help would be found in Jodie\'s family.
The problem -- the cops need a confession or a body.
They may have solved this case.
Hospital records and other known facts ultimately point to the identity of the victim and a sister\'s loving pursuit to find her missing sibling helps spur the investigation.
Decades spent chasing down leads through a private investigator, coordinating with police and confronting the perps.
The painstaking task to unearth evidence of these crimes proved formidable.
Murder was the force that would help free her from her gruesome past and a family that would do everything to keep the secrets they helped conceal.
Like a breastplate of righteousness, the diabolical clan changed morality to fit their own design.
Her family coat of arms was incest.
A budding darkness around the reality of her past was coming sharply into focus.
The murdered woman\'s spirit seemed to ignite a search for answers in Jodie\'s adulthood.
A life suffocating the truth wouldn\'t work for Jodie.
He, a true-born sociopath, strolled undetected, using religion as his disguise.
At three years old, Jodie watched her father murder a woman in a seedy hotel room
