Hi friends, how are you today? My name is Bailey Sarian and today is Monday, which means it's murder, mystery, and makeup Monday.

If you're new here, hi, my name is Bailey. And on Mondays, I sit down and I talk about a true crime story that's been heavy on my noggin.

And I do my makeup at the same time.

Let me tell you about today's story. Let me set the same for you, okay? It's February 12th,

2010, and it's just like another day at the University of Alabama. Professors are gathering in a

small conference room, you know, just to have like another routine faculty meeting on again,

this like ordinary Friday afternoon.

The meeting goes on for about like 45 minutes, okay, until one of their own stands up,

pulls out a gun and starts firing. It's total chaos. Survivors flee, but three are left dead. Now, this wasn't some just

random active violence. Nay, nay, nay. Because when investigators started digging into this

killer's past, let me tell you, they uncovered something, many things, so disturbing, so deeply buried,

that it left everyone asking, how the hell did no one see this coming?

Listen, this is a story of Amy Bishop, a Harvard-trained neuroscientist with a deadly temper, a past full of secrets,

and a trail of violence that started long before that awful, awful, awful day.

And trust me, by the end of this, you're going to be like, what the, what in the what in the butt was that?

Because that's what I was saying.

So let me tell you about this Amy lady.

So Amy was born on April 24th, 1965 to her parents, Judith, or Judy, and Samuel, Sam, Bishop.

Now, at the time her father was completing his graduate studies in Iowa. So Amy was

born in Iowa City, but in 1968, her father got a job as a professor at Northeastern University

in Boston. Very smart family. Okay. So the family settled in the suburban town of Braintree, Massachusetts. That's a hard

one for me. Massachusetts. First of all, I was like, Brain Tree. What? What a name, huh? Yeah,

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