“Think about it,” she continued. “If he was attacked, he had seconds to react. Clutching the key in that way—it’s deliberate. It’s as if he wanted to keep it from the killer.”
Rami frowned, tapping his pen against the table. “And the shattered glass?”
Layla leaned closer to the photo. “It’s scattered toward the center of the room, not outward. That means it wasn’t broken during a struggle—it was thrown deliberately. Maybe as a distraction, or maybe the killer wanted to make it look like a fight had occurred.”
She paused, her eyes narrowing. “And here,” she pointed to another photo. “This scuff mark on the hardwood floor. It’s faint, but it’s a sign that something heavy was dragged across it—probably the victim’s body. But why move him? The killer wanted us to think the crime happened when he was lying. But the real attack started through the window—see the faint blood smear on the curtain edge?”
Rami stared at her, his expression unreadable. “Alright, genius. If it wasn’t a robbery gone wrong, then what’s your theory?”
Layla hesitated, piecing it together in her mind. “The victim knew the killer. They argued—probably about something important, maybe whatever the key unlocks. When the argument escalated, the killer struck him with the glass object. Realizing what they’d done, they panicked, moved the body, and staged the scene to look like a robbery.”
Rami leaned back in his chair, rubbing his chin. “Alright, let’s say you’re right. Who’s the killer?”
Layla pointed to a photo of a second key found on the victim’s desk. “This is the clue. Two keys, one victim. I think the killer is someone who had access to what these keys unlock—a safe, a deposit box, something valuable. Someone the victim trusted.”
Rami’s eyes lit up. “The business partner,” he muttered. “Of course. They’d been arguing about financial disagreements for months. And that deposit box… we found it empty when we searched the victim’s apartment.”
Layla nodded. “The partner knew about it and wanted whatever was inside. When the victim refused to hand it over, they killed him. The key he was clutching? That was the spare, probably hidden as leverage.”