To the last breath : three women fight for the truth behind a child's tragic murder

On January 22, 1994, two-year old Renee Goode played happily with her sisters and cousin, as the four of them enjoyed an impromptu "slumber party" at the home of her father, Shane Goode. The next day she was dead. The local medical examiner could not determine the cause of little Renee's death. But her mother Annette and grandmother Sharon were convinced she'd been murdered--and that they knew the identity of Renee's killer: her handsome father, Shane Goode, a manipulative, emotionally abusive man who displayed virtually no interest in Renee--until he took out a $50,000 insurance policy on her life. With the help of a courageous female police investigator and Assistant DA, Sharon launched a case against Shane and had Renee's tiny coffin, lovingly filled with her favorite stuffed animals, exhumed from its final resting place. And her small corpse revealed what her grandmother had suspected all along: cold, calculating Shane Goode had murdered his own daughter to cash in on her death. Little two-year-old Renee Goode was buried with a ribbon in her hair and surrounded by her beloved stuffed toys. Her death for unexplained medical reasons while spending the night at her father's house had decimated her estranged parents, Michael and Annette Goode, and her doting grandmother, Sharon Couch. Her grief-stricken grandmother, working part-time as a private investigator, refused to accept the medical verdict of death from natural causes. When a police investigator named Sue Dietrich -- a mother who had lost her own child to a rare virus -- came across the Goode case, she asked to take it on When two-year-old Renee died suddenly, her mother and grandmother were convinced she had been murdered - by her father. Shane Goode had displayed virtually no interest in Renee until, that is, he took out an insurance policy on her life. This is the story of their quest for justice - and peace. The tiny caravan made its way northward along Interstate 90, headlights cutting into the dusk of the damp, overcast Friday evening.