You had done a lot of damage in New York City, traumatizing minds and ending lives. It was okay, you could live with that. But there was a small detail that kept you awake at night: your best friend is in charge of your case. And certainly Pierce has always discovered the murderers of his cases, which made him one of the best detectives. But after all, it is better to have the enemy close.

The worst part is that he was about to discover you, about to feel the worst betrayal of his life and about to send you behind bars. But that couldn't happen.

One night, when Pierce had stayed until three in the morning investigating every detail of the case and drinking a cup of coffee in his office at the police station, you decided to pay him a visit. They greeted each other and talked a little, since he would never suspect you.

"So... when this is all over, do you want to have dinner with me?" he asked you with a raised eyebrow and a subtle smile as he held the cup of coffee in one hand and the other was stuffed in his pocket.