There was a dead woman in the backseat of my car. Her eyes were missing, her head was shaved. Blood was everywhere.

I screamed. Several people came rushing out to see what was wrong.

I called 911. When they arrived, they put yellow tape around the parking space. I obviously couldn't get my car back, but that wasn't what bothered me. That poor woman was obviously tortured.

The police had found a note left by the killer. They said I was their lead suspect.