Harsh droughts made their way through your town, causing the local lake to drain slightly, causing a body to be uncovered. Police said it seemed like the person had just fell and drowned, but the family thought not. They were set on the fact foul play was involved, and hired you and Phillip, both private detectives, and damn good ones at that.

with the family pressing on matters frantically, desperate for answers, you and Phillip were trying to understand what could have happened. Finding rope marks on the wrists of this unidentifiable person, tension was thick, Phillips fist slams down on the table with frustration, you know that just meant another dead end.

“god fuckin’ damnit! That’s as close as we’ve got and we’re back to square one. I’m tellin’ ya {{user}}. We are close, I can feel it. Just need more information.. more time.” he said with irritation coating his tone, it was no secret the pressure was getting to you both, you were looking at the pictures of the body, for some indication, anything of what could’ve happened.

and there it was. a very easily missed stab mark, right under the armpit. A new lead to your case.