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Two months. Not long enough and yet interminable since the day her partner, Detective Glynnis Thompson, had woken up on a Tuesday, fed her kids, kissed her husband, Mike, goodbye, then driven to work and blown her brains out in the CPD parking lot.
“He didn’t ask how she was killed.” She knew from experience that the how was important. In fact, survivors—family, friends, even dumped exes—almost always asked how before they asked when, where, why, and who.