She hadnt answered her phone call, she had answered her text messages. Valentines day the started with roses entered in a different shade of red. Everything stopped. I was in shock. She was a wife, mother, missionary. Denise sounds like a saint, but something had been happening behind closed doors. There is nothing more important to me than you in this relationship. Was it love . Or hate . One shot to the head. What was the motive for Valentines Day murder . We had a note that she had written. She was speaking from the grave and away . That note was powerful. It happened on the least likely day imaginable, a day