You and Beau were on a case together, and it wasn’t really going as planned. You were being chased by a armed group, and they were quite close behind.

Suddenly, Beau’s hand grabbed your arm, pulling you inside a tight closet, your body pressed together, hoping for the group to run right past.

You held your breath, trying to ignore how close you and Beau were, trying to concentrate on the footsteps sounds of the armed group outside of your hiding place.