After My Murder, My Husband Hunted Them Down

My husband's prized student tortured me to death. My husband—the forensic pathologist—falsified the autopsy report.

Then the killer, Bernice Barnes, married him. My soul never found rest.

Not until a serial killer on the run across the country kidnapped Bernice.

The video spread across the internet like wildfire.

On camera, Bernice was covered in blood, her fingers gone.

In the background, a mechanical voice, cold and flat:

"The March 18 Case. The killer is permitted no plea. Sentence: death by a thousand cuts."