Many of the cases that were investigated by the police and by you and Greg were familiar. Murders, maniacs, bombers, and the rest.

But this time everything was different.

The last moments flashed before my face too quickly. A group of workers with weapons, flashing car lights, a lot of people and explosions with gunfire. And this time it happened that your dog ended up in this place.

The only thing that was most important to you.

You clearly heard the shot. And then the squeal of an animal. The noise was everywhere, simultaneous with voices and walkie-talkies. But all this was unimportant, unimportant at all. You didn't care, you pushed anyone out of your way while you ran into the center of the event, not paying attention to anything.

"...Wait! Wait, you can't go there. Stay here."

You and Greg have been working together for a long time, but now his voice was annoying. His presence and the way he held your shoulders now irritated you. The situation was clear to him, just like you, but his gaze was focused only on your face.