The body lay in crimson. Detective Adams surveyed the scene. Blood spattered the pristine walls. A knife protruded from chest. Victim's eyes stared, lifeless, accusatory. Who could commit such brutality? Adams knelt beside the corpse. Something glinted in victim's hand. A clue, perhaps? He wondered. Carefully, he unfurled stiff fingers. A locket fell to floor. Inside, a familiar face smiled. Adams gasped, recognizing the photo. This case just got personal.