"Uh...actually, I've got some information for you!" Ramirez piped up, getting ready to give Charles a huge spiel of content. "First off, we actually checked the needles, but all we got were a bunch of random stock traders and no one else. The vodka bottles that we found are a match with what Kate claimed to have sold at the stock market and the ID Card has the victim's prints and a set of glove prints on it. What's interesting is that although one bottle contains some barbiturates, the other one doesn't. According to what Grace is telling me, the barbiturates are a fast acting depressant that would have lowered the activity in anyone's body at a very fast pace, while the powder that you found sprinkled on the trash can is a form of powdered barbiturate that would have done the trick. As for your paper...I think we have some carbon powder over in the back, so all we need to do is just sprinkle some on top and give it a blow." With that out of the way, a very tired Ramirez waved Charles on and let him leave the department, as Charles drove up to the stock market to search the dealing room.

With the sword safely deposited in the PD, Jones took a look at the dealing room, which had a large grey meeting table and some folders laid out upon the table. There was a company cellphone lying on one of the chairs alongside a folder that was ripped in half, while a few small stock tickers for Greene Corp lined the walls to help dealers understand how well the company was doing. When Charles reached this room, it looked like he would have quite an investigation ahead of him, but Jones started his own investigation by looking to see if there was any trace evidence left over before focusing on the bigger picture.