One day in January of 2018, a police officer walked through the woods near the small town of Gray France,

and as he walked, he was looking at the ground, because he was following a literal trail of blood.

And this trail eventually led the officer to the body of a person who clearly had been shot in the head.

Now, this appeared to be a suicide, but the police officer had some

questions, because this was not the first body that had been found in these woods near the small

town in France. Another body had been found a couple of months earlier, and it was starting to seem like

there was a pattern here. But before we get into that story, if you're a fan of the

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Okay? Let's get into today's story. At around 5 p.m. on the evening of October 27, 2017, a 29-year-old woman named Alexia Deval drove her car down a cul-de-sac in the small, quiet town of Grey France.

She was on her way to her parents' house

to celebrate her nephew's second birthday, and it was going to be this big family get-together.

Her sister, her brother-in-law, and her little nephew had come in all the way from Paris,

which was about a four-hour drive away. But Alexia realistically had mixed feelings about seeing

them all tonight. So Alexia had been going through a pretty hard time recently.

She and her husband of 13 years, Jonathan, have been trying to get pregnant, and so she'd done several rounds of fertility treatments,

which had thrown her hormones completely out of whack and seemed to affect her a lot more than was typical for most women.

And then finally, when all that had led to her

actually getting pregnant, she unfortunately had miscarried just a couple of months ago. And so even

though Alexia loved her sister's family and got along with them really well, her miscarriage was

still really fresh in her mind. And she just knew it was going to be very difficult for her to be around her young nephew. It was just a reminder of what she had lost. Now, Alexia came to a stop outside of a gated driveway at the end of the cul-de-sac, and she rang the intercom. And then when the gate opened up, she drove up the driveway toward a nice house with a very well-kept garden. She parked her car in the driveway behind her father's white van and then got out of her car. She grabbed a wrap present out of the back seat along with a couple of desserts that she'd made, carried them up to the house, and rang the doorbell. And a few seconds later, her mother, Isabel Fouyo, answered the door with a big smile and led

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