a glove
You stumble upon a leather glove, one for a rather small hand. You
pull the good doctor's hand from underneath his corpse and slide the
glove on, but no his hands are far too large. You think to yourself
and consider the evidence. You remember you had ran into Mrs. Kim
Khonings once before, and remember her small feminine hands. You leave
the apartment and head back to the station to attempt to find Mrs.
Khonings when...
