On June 24, 2012, Dr. Shane Truman Todd, a young American engineer, was found hanging in his Singapore apartment, just a week before his scheduled return to the United States. Although Shane had repeatedly expressed apprehension about his work with a Chinese company and fear his life was being threatened, authorities immediately ruled his death a suicide. His family initially didn’t know what to believe. However, upon arriving in Singapore, they realized the evidence suggested not suicide, but murder. Shane’s family later discovered that what they thought was a computer speaker was actually an external hard drive with thousands of files from Shane’s computer. The information in those files transformed this story from a tragic suicide to an international saga of mystery, deceit, and cover-up, involving three countries. “Hard Drive: A Families Fight against Three Countries” is the captivating story of Shane’s mysterious death and his family’s grueling battle to reveal the truth against powerful forces that have sought to conceal, destroy, or discredit evidence indicating homicide. This story, which is told from the unique perspective of Shane’s mother, Mary, recounts the family’s painful, arduous, and unwavering endeavor to reveal the truth about what happened to Shane Todd in Singapore Mary Todd has been married to Rick Todd for thirty-eight years. Together they are the proud parents of four sons, including Dr. Shane Truman Todd who was murdered in Singapore in June, 2012. Mary is an international speaker who earned her MA in Organizational Leadership from Azusa Pacific University, where she served as an assistant campus pastor. Currently, Mary is the pastor of a Pomona First Baptist satellite church in Marion, Montana. Since the morning she heard of her son’s death, Mary has been a mother on a mission, intent on exposing evil and fighting for truth and justice. The Todd’s story has been featured in the Financial Times, CNN, ABC, CBS, NBC, FOX News, several local and national new papers and radio shows, an Asia One documentary, and 48 Hours. Christina Villegas is Dr. Shane Truman Todd’s cousin and one of his closest friends since childhood. Christina holds a Ph.D. in Politics from the Institute for Philosophic Studies at the University of Dallas, where she was an Earhart Fellow. She currently teaches American Government at California State University, San Bernardino and is a freelance writer. She has been interviewed on radio shows throughout the country and her research on public policy has been cited by a variety of media outlets including CNN, CSPAN, The Atlantic, the New York Post, and the Huffington Post. Christina lives in Southern California with her husband Manuel. The Singapore Police Station, June 27, 2012. Investigating officer (IO) Khal ushered us into a scanty, putrid green room with no windows or pictures hanging on the wall. It felt like an interrogation room for criminals, not a room to console anguished, grieving parents. IO Khal took the chair behind the desk, offering Rick and me the two chairs facing it. There was barely enough room for the fourth chair that was brought from another room for Traci Goins, Vice Consul to the American Embassy. Rajina, the assistant in training, was crammed in the corner and forced to stand for the duration of the meeting, which lasted for several hours. The room was so cramped that when anyone needed to leave, everyone had to stand up and rearrange the chairs to create enough space to open the door. Khal was a twenty-three year old police rookie, with a constant wide, sloppy grin, making it appear as if he were about to blurt out the punchline to a joke, rather than convey the worst news any parent could ever hear. He began the meeting bluntly by asking, “Do you want to know how your son killed himself?” We numbly nodded our heads. Khal began methodically reading from a typed sheet of paper a well-written, detailed description of how they concluded our beloved, first-born son Shane Truman Todd took his own life. The description read more like a novel than a report written by the police: “First he fashioned an elaborate hanging apparatus that included drilled holes into the bathroom wall, bolts, pulleys, and ropes wrapped around the toilet and slung over the bathroom door. On the outside of the closed bathroom door he put the noose around his neck, stood on a chair and dropped to his death.” As I listened to the graphic depiction of how my son allegedly killed himself, I was dismayed: “It would take an engineer to design and build something so intricate…someone brilliant like Shane. Is it possible that my son could have taken his own life?” It felt like an out-of-body experience as I contemplated the incredible possibility that I could have missed the signs: “How could my son, a man who loved life, family, and God and who had never been a quitter, so flippantly take his own life without warning?” I was lost in turmoil, struggling between the convic