Jimmy looked at the files, and then reflected on his previous two years, which seemed filled only with moments of taking down some folks and tearing down the streets in a police car, nothing particularly memorable.
The historic cases he had studied at the Quantico FBI Academy didn't seem particularly unbelievable at the time, each case having its own crime scene, clues, cooperation from other agencies, and suspect screening. It all felt perfectly natural how they were concluded, although the investigations took a long time and were rather convoluted; the cases generally had plenty of leads.
So how come in these real cases, there are so damn few clues? Just one suspect and that's it.
There were no methods of forgery or places of forgery identified, and even the suspect was based on intelligence from an informant with absolutely no usable data.