the last glove (8)

“Have you heard anything from her friends? Anyone suspicious?” “No,” he replied tersely. “Just the press. They’re vultures.” After leaving Eric’s apartment, Ava felt a growing urgency. She returned to the penthouse, determined to find more clues.

The police had already begun their investigation, but she knew the answers lay hidden beneath the surface. Ava’s gaze drifted to Ella’s vanity, cluttered with cosmetics and jewelry.

One piece caught her eye—a stunning necklace that was missing its matching earrings. Ella was known for her impeccable style, and a single earring dangled from the edge of the vanity.