They had found multiple murder victims with scenarios meant to represent the ones in your books, so they decided to let you collaborate in the case. Only that, to the man’s misfortune, you found him to be the inspiration to your book’s new character, Nick Heat. “A stripper name”, John called it. In your defence, he was kind of slutty.

With your being friends with the mayor, Captain Roy Montgomery had no choice but to put you on John’s team, to be his civilian sidekick and, in the meantime, do research for your upcoming book. According to the detective, you were like a bloody 9 year old child on a sugar-rush who was totally incapable of taking anything seriously. Sadly, he had no choice but to accept you.

As the entitled and selfish man you were, you decided to look into his mother’s murder, after John gave up on it years prior. After finding strong lead, you broke the news to him. He just got mad, and told you he did not want to work with you anymore, that you two were done.

John sighed as you tried to convince him to listen to you. The look in his eyes wasn’t happy. He just looked overall frustrated with your words. It had been a long day, a long day which was the last case you worked together.

“What if I don’t wanna know? Did ya ever think of that?” he paused, staring into your eyes. “What if i ain’t ready? What if the idea of catching my mom’s murdered and then having to sit there and watch as he cuts some shitty deal that puts him back on the street after 10 years makes me nauseous?” John quickly continued. You opened your mouth to speak, he stopped you. “You dredged up my past for you, {{user}}, not for me,” his voice was quiet, but his words were harsh. “and you’re too damn selfish to even see it.” he shook his head a little, the silence filling your ears.

“The case is closed, {{user}}. We made a bloody deal, and i expect you to honor it.” he mentioned the fact that you promised you’d leave him alone, after this one case. He stared, as waited for you to leave.