Crime, when stripped to its skeleton, is often about subtraction-what's been taken, what's gone missing, what doesn't make sense. But sometimes, it's what's left behind that screams the truth. This story began with a headline: Two bodies found. Three bullets fired. It should have ended there. But the math never added up-and I've learned, in my years studying crime, that when the numbers don't fit, someone is hiding something. Three Bullets, Two Bodies, One Lie is a story of fractured loyalty, deliberate misdirection, and the kind of deception that poisons everything it touches. You're not just reading a crime novel-you're entering a web where the truth has been rewritten, erased, and buried in plain sight. This book was written for readers who love puzzles, gray morality, and a darkness that lingers even after the final page. May you never trust a crime scene again.