It had been a lousy week at Henry's office. He liked his job as a Personal Investigator, but in a way he was also very disapointed with it. His cases mainly consisted of investigating extramarital affairs and - even though he enjoyed all the stalking and the secretive meetings - he was getting bored. "Feh.. I have no right to complain, I knew it was gonna be like this after I left the police", he thought, as he washed his face. Through the mirror he saw the bullet scar on his left shoulder, a reminder of his glory days. "Look at me, only 28 years old and already stuck in past memories. Come on! Cheer up, dammit!".<br/><br/>He then heard someone calling. He put his shirt and tie back on, while imagining what this next case could be about. "Probably just another suspicious wife", he thought, disappointed. He opened the door leading from the small bathroom into his office, instantly noticing the woman at his door. He was surprised, since his clients used to be a lot older. "Well, a case is a case...", he thought, as he proceeded silently towards his desk. "Now, how can I help you, miss?", he asked, expressing a tired smile. Now that he looked more attentively, he noticed that the girl's gestures and expressions were those of a very concerned person, so he stopped smiling and put on a very business-like expression. "Oh, and please close the door behind you, would ya?".