Legal Update: Only the Goad Get Jailed.

When my phone flashed a message from the detective, I started to sweat: I knew I was going to learn what’s going on with my rape case (catch up here).

I love and hate to take the detective’s calls, especially today. I’ve never been this happy and this angry at the same time. The state of Illinois finally processed and ran the DNA they took from my body—ten and a half months after I was sexually assaulted in my home.

They found the perpetrator in their database. They know who it is.