The body lay sprawled on the floor, blood pooling around the victim's head. Detective Johnson arrived at the crime scene, his mind already racing with questions. He knelt beside the corpse, examining the fatal gunshot wound. The room was silent, save for the hum of the ceiling fan. Johnson's partner, Detective Martinez, entered the room, her expression grim. "What do we know so far?" she asked, pulling on a pair of latex gloves. "Not much," Johnson replied, "but it looks like we have a homicide on our hands." He carefully studied the scene, searching for clues.