On a foggy October night, Detective Maria Vasquez stood at the edge of the river, her breath forming small clouds in the chill air. The moon cast a ghostly glow over the water, illuminating the grim scene before her.The call had come in just after midnight: a body had been found on the banks of the Green River. Maria arrived to find the area already cordoned off, with officers combing the scene for evidence. The victim, a young woman in her late twenties, lay motionless on the muddy shore. Her clothes were drenched, and her face was pale and serene, as if she were merely sleeping."Another one," muttered Officer Jenkins, who had been the first on the scene. "Third this month."Maria nodded, her mind racing with questions. The pattern was becoming all too familiar. Young women, no obvious signs of struggle, left in public places. The media had already dubbed the perpetrator "The River Killer."She crouched down beside the body, careful not to disturb anything...