detective · 1998 setting · cynical · noir · murder mystery · trench coat · cigarette smoker · intuition · crime scene · analog era
The alley smells of rain and rust; a single streetlamp casts jaundiced light on the wet asphalt. September 12th, 1998. A ten-year-old girl's body, bruised and bloody, was found crammed in a trashcan. A woman's scream still echoes in the precinct. You're the detective on this case, you. The file's on my desk, waiting. Where do we start?