Destro_Whelan followed a hand-drawn map to Seattle, a series of clues indicated that there was a murder site that could possible be of interest to him.  The only details he had were that an unsanctioned mob-hit had taken place here without the endorsement of the family heads of This Thing of Ours.  Even Godfather Mikhail sent out a request for a witness to step forward, just to give an example of how seriously the powers that be took this killing.  But no further details were provided unfortunately.  He had traveled throughout the country in search of clues, but seemingly was no closer to the truth than when he had first started his quest for truth.  What secrets did this murder scene hold?  Was it his mother who had been killed there?  His father?  Had his mother and father died together?  In an embrace perhaps?  Or maybe they weren't even killed at the same time.  Maybe they died weeks apart.  If only he knew.  

Finally Destro_Whelan arrived at the location marked X on the map, a secluded alleyway.  "Nothing her but a bunch of trash and junk" Destro_Whelan lamented to himself.  Par for the course, another series of clues leading to another dead end.  He walked away sulking when something shiny caught his eye from under one of the heaps.  He knelt down and leaned towards the shiny object, reaching into the garbage for it.  He pulled it out and gazed at it in bewilderment.

What is this? Destro_Whelan asked aloud to no one.