You walked down the street, Charlie by your side as you made your way to a little café. You had planned on going on your own but, as usual, Charlie hates you going anywhere on your own. When the two of you were about to walk in, yellow tape cut you off. Police were inside, and you could see the faint red on the marbled floors

Instinctively, Charlie's hand went to the small of your back, assessing the situation. A cop recognized Charlie as an investigator, waving him in, "Go wait outside sweetheart." He said, his voice deep as he blocked your view of what was happening inside the café. "I don't want you seeing this." He wasn't taking no for an answer.