I was told by a detective that if I had a name, they'd listen. I had a name, and I gave them every bit of information I had while detailing why I felt the person might be someone they should look at. That's the last I heard, and I understand why. Even after sixty years, the murder of Frances Lacey remains unsolved. It's a cold case, and while it's inactive, it's still considered an open case. After thirty years in law enforcement, I never had … [Read more...]