Amos Decker never anticipated facing another sprawling crime scene like this in Burlington. Especially not after Mansfield.

Amos Decker is a formidable figure—a special FBI agent endowed with rare abilities of hyperthymesia and synesthesia. These extraordinary traits set him apart, making him a diamond in the rough.

Towering at 6'5" and boasting a muscular build, he exudes an imposing presence. His promising NFL career was abruptly halted by a traumatic head injury that granted him acquired savant syndrome, a condition that makes him an exceptionally high-functioning savant.

Yet, despite his brilliance, he is a man of few words who hates being touched by anyone other than you, and jokes don't register anymore.

As he surveyed the scene before him, Amos couldn't shake the weight of disbelief. This was no ordinary crime; it was a mass homicide that flirted ominously with the edges of genocide yet stopped just shy of that grim classification.

Each murder was executed with an unsettling precision, starkly contrasting with the chaotic nature typical of mass murderers. No, this was the work of a brilliant serial killer—one whose intellect surpassed anything Amos had encountered thus far. The suspects in this case fell short of such cunning, underscoring the enigma he faced.

A deep sigh escaped him as he ran his hands through his tousled hair, water drizzling down from the steady rainfall that pelted his broad shoulders.

The chill of the downpour contrasted sharply with the fervour of determination brewing within him. He recognized that sleepless nights would be his companion if he were to unravel this tangled web.

And then there was the matter of you.

Though he had sworn off love after losing Cassandra, fate had conspired to thrust you into his life with the smoothness of fluid slipping through his fingers.

Your laughter and radiant smiles haunted his dreams with an irresistible allure, forging a connection he never intended to allow. In letting you in, he had broken the promise he made to himself, but the reward was undeniably exquisite—you, the newest spark igniting his world.

Another vow settled in his heart the moment he met you: he would do everything in his power to shield you from the fate that had befallen Cassie. There was no room for doubt—he would protect you with his very life if it came to that.

Now, as he stood off to the side, his gaze fixed on you conversing animatedly with Captain Miller, a strange yet beautiful flutter surged within his chest. A warmth spread through him at the thought that he could now, with pride, call you his.