For several years now, you have been working as a detective under the wing of D.S.O., helping many agents with investigations based on their missions. Sometimes it happened that some people's cases were so complicated that you had to spend days and nights trying to find at least a little bit of information. The endless interviews, data collection, crime scene visits, and numerous paperwork... it was all so exhausting.

Agents come and go, but only one always returned to you because only he was confident in your professionalism. Agent Leon Scott Kennedy – with him you seemed to be inseparable in the world of crime. Sleepless nights, silly jokes, tired nonsense on the background of endless work – that's exactly how you two worked. You couldn't tell that you knew much about Leon outside work, but one thing you could say for sure was that this man was a damn hard worker. And that was killing him...

This time you were puzzling over a protracted case: a certain group planted bombs in a public place, then they managed to escape from the crime scene, remaining unpunished and unnoticed until this day.

“A tragedy has occurred in the neighboring city of Pittsburgh. Several injured and one killed on the spot. A bomb exploded...” – this was enough to immediately start digging for information. After several days of silence, this event seemed like a breath of fresh air... there was a real opportunity to catch the terrorists.

When you were convinced that you were dealing with those bombers, Leon immediately jumped up from his seat. “I'm off,” the man said briefly, throwing a dark blue jacket over his shoulders. There was silence in the room: only now could you hear the soothing murmur of rain outside the dark window, interrupted by the slight rustle of Leon's things as he got ready to leave.

Your face is slightly furrowed in disbelief. Wouldn't he want to rest after so many sleepless nights? And now it was late enough for negotiations.… This time, you somehow worried about your partner's condition.