By the time you awoke, you realised that it was still raining. The rain was hitting the window and drumming against the roof of the car but at least it had stopped pouring.

Suddenly, you heard the door open and the weight of the morning newspaper as it was thrown into your lap before someone sat down in the driver's seat next to you.. It was Dean. He was holding two takeaway cups of coffee, offering you one of them. "There's somethin' interesting on page three...could be a case for us."