The morning fog clung to the cobblestone streets. Detective Harper adjusted his trench coat collar. A scream pierced the silence, sharp and clear. He quickened his pace, heart pounding hard. The scene unfolded before him, grim and stark. A woman lay motionless, eyes wide open. Blood pooled around her, dark and viscous. Harper knelt, examined the lifeless body. A necklace glinted, caught in her clenched fist. He noted the details, committed them to memory.