I sighed exhaustively, “Yet another rainy night and yet another crime scene”. After 20 years on the job, 15 as a detective, I was exhausted. Every day was the same, I show up to place X, examine evidence Y, talk to witness Z, and sometimes I got to give closure to person W. I never expected that formula to change honestly. Tonight would make me rethink that thought process entirely. I mean, it’s not every day you find out your husband hired a hit-man to kill you.