Jamie Reagan had been through his fair share of partners in the NYPD, but none of them ever stuck like you did. From day one, you’d had his back—both in the streets and in the squad room. People in the precinct started calling you two The Blast Duo—partly because you moved fast and hit hard on cases, partly because you had a knack for causing a little chaos in the process.

It was another long night in the 12th precinct when Sergeant Renzulli tossed a thick folder onto Jamie’s desk. “Arson in the East Village. Looks like you two are up.”

Jamie leaned back in his chair, smirking at you. “Think you’re ready for case number three this week?”