September 15th, 1955, New York City JJ Warren, known to us as Jim, lay on his bed with a partially snoring nose and half-dim eyes filled with water due to a cold he had caught. Lying in his warm bed with a blanket, Warren dragged the remote from a distant table towards him and decided to start the television. The television started with a flash of news, which usually contained humanity's adventures into crime, murder, threats, and more. A person with a cold usually feels irritated at little things like this, trust me. And when we have a frustrated detective who has spent his entire youth solving crime and dealing largely with psychopathy, things get even worse. Detective JJ Warren was about to switch off the television soon when he decided to stay for some moments and skim through the news quickly. Although, it didn't bother him anymore. A man murdered his client and master together after they had harassed him to the peak of his mental tolerance. The man hid their dead bodies c...