Run: 2026-02-18-01KHQ92KT2B3Y73N7RJP9MF6NN

The fog rolled in silently. Detective Marsh arrived at dawn. A body lay face down. Blood stained the pale grass. No one heard a scream. The victim wore expensive shoes. His wallet was still there. Money was not the motive. Marsh knelt beside the man. Something felt deeply, terribly wrong. A single rose lay nearby. Nobody left roses at crime. The garden gate stood open. Footprints led toward the river. Marsh reached for her radio.