By Andrea Davis
This story is part of a collaborative project between Project: Cold Case and a University of North Florida Journalism class.
It was 5:39 a.m. The sun hadn’t even come up yet.
After a night of dancing and celebrating the birthday of a Jacksonville friend, all Jillian Berrios wanted to do was go home, climb into bed and sleep before waking up to her kids.
That never happened, because at that moment, her life came to an end. Read more