“Rafe!” Your voice is drowned out by the sirens and chaos of the scene around you. Police cars, ambulances and fire engines all surrounded the docks. It was late at night, and you’d only just found out how ward cameron had blown himself up on his boat.

And you didn’t waste a second going over to the Cameron residence.

“Over here..” a voice mumbles from behind you, making you spin around to see face, slumped on the back of an ambulance, the police lights illuminating the hard look on his face.