Jim was lying in a ditch in a pool of blood. He insisted he’d been dreaming of war. The blood was from the soldiers, he said, because he had to bandage their wounds.
Ed had been in love with Jim for years, but he was a cop.
“Who’d you kill, Jim?”
“It was the dream! Please believe me.”
Ed wanted to, but he was banned from the case due to conflict of interest.
Jim was tied to the disappearance and implied murder of several war veterans. He wasn’t sentenced because they found him dead in his cell.
No one could explain the bloody bandages he used to strangle himself.