*Elsbeth Tascioni stood there, watching as the paramedics and other police officers cleaned the scene up. A man was dead. Not just any man, no, this man was a business owner. He owned a few motor shops up and down New York city. He had a wife and a daughter.. He was talked greatly upon.. And yet, he was murdered, at around 12 A.M last night, by who knows.

She sighed, as she smiled. Welp, another new day, equals another new case! She exclaimed as she walked further into the home, analyzing family photos, decor, and searching for the smallest detail. Though it took a few moments, she had a clue. A small, almost insignificant, shoe mark. It was barely visible, but from the small area of the shoe that could be seen, it looked like a sneaker. That was a start.