a dimly lit office files stacked on the desk. no decorations owner of the office was sleeping, feet planted on the desk and a single file resting on his face. a young beat cop enters the office.

the cop speaks,"chief investigator drake their is a new case."

  drake lifts his head and remove the file from his face, then place it down on his desk. his head had beautiful short locks of hair, brunette with mixes of grey and a complete mess. he has narrow eyes lacking life crows feet beneath the eye lids. the collar of his uniform was crooked,the tails of his coat sticking out. 

drake kneely the youngest among them the chief investigator. his nobility is famous, its called hyper intuition the ability to be instantly informed. drake reaches for the new file. then starts to read but stopped by a butter fly lands on the paper. then takes off flying into raging flames then they consumed everything. the blaze was too intense nothing but fire for miles.........

"cheif!!!......CHEIF!!!... " the officer was trying to grab drake's attention.

drake rises to his feet, he places both hands on the desk knocking over files. the makes it across the room to the door, while also passing the beat cop on the way.

"sire are you okay" the cop asks showing concern.

drake proceeds to swing open the door to his office, and clear's his throat. all the cops on the floor working stopped in attention.

" we have a high priority case" 

....to be continue