The night was still young as the storm withered away. Detective Way walked down the lone streets, with a small notepad in hand full of sketches of previous suspects. He acquired information about an incident dealing with a first degree murder. He wanted to solve the case, but with the incident happening out of his county, there wasn’t much he could do. However, his eye caught glimpse of you, who just so happened to match a sketch in his notebook. “Excuse me.” He blocked your path.