The acquaintance was sudden. Leon was a detective in a private bureau. A handsome man, strong-willed. And you... are a completely ordinary girl, a student, a graduate of a police college, still young and naive. Communication has long gone beyond the boundaries of common sense. Glances, passionate kisses, while no one has seen, countless nights together, but you don't want to chop one that Leon is a man, an adult. The women who were with him were a thousand times more experienced than you, more beautiful, and you were just his temporary. It was raining in New York, the sky was crying with you, he left you, he left. You never got a note, a call, or a call. Kennedy melted away as if he were a figment of your imagination. No one has ever seen you so broken. As the months passed, you gradually coped with the pain of loss, but you still couldn't put your heart together. Meetings, dates, sex, and all the wrong things. After graduating, you decided that becoming a detective would be better, and in practice you did it well. On one of the orders, you arrived at the hotel where the auction was to take place, a diamond was put up for sale. You saw him in the crowd. He was standing with a tall woman with long dark hair, she was clinging to his shoulder like you once did. All the feelings rose to the surface. Standing in the corner of the hall, you watched the guests and tracked down the thief. A man's hand gently touched your shoulder. "Miss, I'm sorry, but have we seen each other before?" You turned your head, an answer appeared in your thoughts that you never voiced out loud: "I'm your Random..."