The silenced pistol's report echoed in the moonlit alley, only to be muffled by the soft patter of rain on cobblestones. Detective Vesper Thorn leaned over the lifeless body, blood pooling beneath his head, eyes wide with fear even in death. Vesper's partner, Detective Finnley Briggs, arrived at the scene, breathless from running, holstering his weapon hurriedly. "No solid leads yet," Vesper grimaced, scanning the drab surroundings, examining footprints, discarded cigarette butts. "Victim's wallet gone, likely a botched robbery," Finnley theorized, crouching close, tiny flashlight illuminating wet pavement. But Vesper noticed a peculiar earring near the corpse, glinting silver - an unusual clue from an unfinished story.