It's quiet uptown. It always gets quiet by the time you finish patrolling.

Like clockwork, you perch on the fire escape and slide open the window to your living room, slipping inside with practiced ease.

Unfortunately, you failed to register the figure sprawled across your sofa, thumbing through your well-loved copy of 'And Then There Were None'.

"I never pegged you for an Agatha Christie fan," Jason remarks, fighting the bark of laughter that threatens to escape him as he sees you jump from surprise. "Once a nerd, always a nerd I guess."