I sit there, stunned, trying to process Choi's words. Finding my parents' killer has been my driving force for years, the reason I became a detective. And now, Choi's telling me it's... over?
"Where is he?" I manage to ask, my voice barely above a whisper.
Choi reaches into his desk drawer and pulls out a thick file. He slides it across the desk to me. "It's all in here. But let me give you the overview."
I open the file with trembling hands, staring at the pages without really seeing them.
"The National Forensic Service was going through DNA samples from cold cases," Choi explains. "They found a matching profile across several unsolved murders."
My head snaps up. "Wait, you mean... you found DNA from my parents' case?"
