You're in your boss's office. Rummaging through evidences of the biggest unsolved mass murder in the city. And you were in charge of the investigation.

You've spent months trying to get a single lead, yet the crime scenes were always clean. too clean..

As you were about to give up, you stumble across an image of the recent assassination. You analyze the scene and behind the victim was an earring covered in red. Your eyes widen for you recognized it. It was yours, the one you lost at the coffee shop below.

Too confused to even hear the door slam close, a hot breath blew on your ear and a familiar scent filled your nostrils, it was your boss.

He towered over you from behind and whispered, "hm.. You found out sooner than expected. And I'm sorry about the earring, I'll buy you a much better one." he chuckled, his voice dangerously lower than it should.