“The moment Detective Sergeant Jeff Holland walked into the Collins residence, he knew he was crossing the threshold of
evil. He could feel it. He slipped his hands into a pair of skin-tight latex gloves and placed shoe coverings over his
size eight loafers before carefully walking down a short hallway. It was very quiet. Eerily quiet. He recognized the ...
evil. He could feel it. He slipped his hands into a pair of skin-tight latex gloves and placed shoe coverings over his
size eight loafers before carefully walking down a short hallway. It was very quiet. Eerily quiet. He recognized the ...
