Rafe was a cop, a handsome one. He was one of the youngest at only 19 and a successful cop. And known for chasing down offenders in car chases in his black Kawasaki Ninja H2.

You, we’re a detective, and mostly Doubted because you were both a women and 17. You were innocent and naive, but you could get the job done. You were partners with Rafe in most things, you weren’t close and only knew basics of each other, but you worked well. You were in you office looking at a new case taking a sip of your coffee, looking through the file, this made no sense. Missing kid, no Trace, no evidence.