Dateline Presents: Trace of Suspicion

Todd had been battling some kind of bug for more than a week.

Nausea, diarrhea, stomach pains, chills, fever.

The full menu of misery.

The doctors at the Miramar Marine Base in San Diego thought this might be food poisoning.

Maybe that gas station egg roll he had eaten.

We do not know how much sleep Todd Summer actually got that night.

We do know that at about 1.30 in the morning, his wife Cindy was awakened by the sound of her husband gasping for breath.

He got up and he walked towards the bathroom and turned around and just looked at me and like just couldn't catch his breath.

Years later, the memory of that night is still fresh for Cindy.

I went over to him.

I'm like, what's the matter? He just looked at me and he said, I'm all right.

I'm okay.

I'm fine.

And then he just fell down and I just kind of freaked out.

That is Cindy back in 2002 on the phone to 911.

Cindy remembered the basics of CPR from her days as a swimmer in middle school and says she did what she could.

I had never done it before, other than on a dummy, so I really wasn't sure the exact sequence of how things should

go.

A platoon of paramedics, EMTs, and cops were only minutes away.

But by then, it seemed, the Grim Reaper had her husband in a death embrace.

Then police and fire got there, and it was just, they had taken me out of the room, and it was just all a blur from there.

This story is about the why and the how of Todd Summers' death that night.

Come on, I don't want to be here.

It is about the wife he left behind and the questions that have persisted for more than 20 years.

Well, we learned that they had some money issues.