Detective Francesa DeSantos was a ten and she knew it. She was a stunning woman who dressed to turn heads and elicit dropped jaws and she always managed to do both. She was also an outstanding detective, fighting to give victims closure by putting their assailants or perpetrators behind bars. She was a woman of integrity; being trustworthy as a colleague, tenacious as an investigator, and caring as a friend. So she was a ten in more ways than one. Detective DeSantos also worked as a volunteer for the Hispanic Services Commission in Tampa, teaching classes to help legal immigrants orient themselves into American society so that they could become citizens. Then, one Monday morning a couple of weeks before Christmas, she was found dead and posed in a witness stand at the courthouse. Even in death she was beautiful, but the medical examiner found that she had been beaten, tortured, then brutally murdered. As the law enforcement community went to work to uncover the killer, Casey Colton remembered a conversation he had with her only a short time ago. Detective DeSantos told him she was working on a case that was extremely dangerous and would make her very unpopular with certain members of the police department. Further, she wanted Casey to be her “voice through the press when it all comes down.” She gave him no indication of what the case involved, though he knew police corruption was at the heart of the matter. Casey believed she was tortured as a means of discovering the whereabouts of her evidence in the investigation. Did the killer break the detective and get the information? Everyone who knew her was certain he had not. So the questions were: What was this case and where did she stash the evidence? As the search for the killer rages on, the investigative reporter uses his faith to guide him. He also gets some help of a very unlikely informant in Casey Colton’s twelfth case: The Murder of Detective Fran DeSantos .