Senseless
The evidence glowed in high definition on the screen as Ren's chest felt the sinking pressure of sorrow. While his team were questioning other potential perpetrators, in the back of his mind he had a feeling his mother was the murderer. With the rose gold locket in his hand he tried to feel it's smoothness despite the wasted effort. The locket found at the scene didn't belong to a poor young woman of common birth, but to someone of high society willing to pay a fortune for 20th century craftsmanship.