Johnny Dennison's kitchen was immense, roughly 40 square meters, with enough space for three or four people to work simultaneously. Refrigerator, oven, a bread maker... It could be said that this kitchen was equipped to produce all the food and beverages needed for typical parties.
Johnny Dennison's body lay face down, back up, beside the refrigerator. He had a clear blunt-force trauma wound on the back of his head. Blood had pooled on the floor, staining the collar of his clothes crimson.
Not far in front of the corpse was a cube-shaped object covered with a black cloth. Atop the black cloth rested a garishly pale pink carnation.
Dean's eyes narrowed slightly. Carnations, also known as *Dianthus caryophyllus*, were the most commonly used flowers for mourning the deceased in the United States.
Black cloth, carnations... Were these items left behind by the killer?
Dean didn't rush to inspect it. After surveying the kitchen, he knelt before the corpse and observed it carefully.
