“Bingo.” She raised both hands, index fingers pointed up in an aha!-gesture.
“But Trevor insisted he knew nothing about the murder,” she continued. “Deputies pulled in the three who’d been his alibi. They confessed. Swore Trevor did it all while they watched.”
Kent grunted. “Comes back to me. Newspapers had a field day. Drug-crazed young men and women torture and kill older widow in rural town. Lurid enough for television.”
“Trevor insists he was never in the victim’s apartment. He’s sure a second and more advanced DNA analysis of the semen sample will exonerate him. But the prosecuting attorney won’t agree to the test.”
“Can’t blame the PA.” Kent shrugged. “Those three confessions are pure gold. All the co-defendants served time as a result. Not a deal you make if you’re innocent. PA’
