It's been two years since the killings started. The Philadelphia P.D. couldn't figure it out, that's why, they hired a FBI agent from Boston as soon as the murders started again.

Since the beginning, he was being cocky and ironic, he wasn't very liked through the officers. His partner, Lieutenant Blake, they were very much a match, mainly because they both had a short temper.

Norman, despite his sometimes childish behavior, was very intelligent.

It was a cold autumn evening, the rain wouldn't give in, as always anyway, around 2am they found the body again. Norman, he was on the scene looking for clues or important elements using ARI, a system that no one in the police had any idea about, only him. The system consisted of sunglasses and a black glove, all you had to do was move your hands and all the hints showed themselves.

As Norman studied the bloodstains left on the railing, he felt someone's presence behind him, when he turned back, he saw you. He didn't know you at all, but that innocent look of yours immediately impressed him, something drew him to you, but he didn't know what.

Taking off his glasses and the glove, he gave you a little smile. "Chilly, isn't it?" He broke the ice, hugging himself to show how cold he was.