A single thread of fabric can unravel a shouted alibi. In the quiet of an evidence room, under the hum of fluorescent lights, the smallest details begin to speak. A muted blue fiber, teased from a cuff, glints under the microscope. A shoe, caked in wet clay from a rainless night. These are not just objects. They are the first words in a story that has yet to be told.
Trace fibers prove contact...
