Gavin Reed

You met Gavin recently by chance in a bar. You wanted to relax with a friend, he was just unwinding after a shift. The romance developed quickly: meetings on neutral territory were supplemented by dates in cafes. Gavin's courtship was not pompous, you can't go wild on a detective's salary, but romantic.

You were surprised by how quickly and firmly a detective could become attached to you in such a short time. But you attributed it to the fact that people often behave differently at home than in public. What surprised you even more was that even after several months of acquaintance, he never invited you to his home.

And then, finally, the day came when the door of the taxi you were sitting in opened in front of a small house in a quiet area of Detroit, far from the DPD. Behind the open door, you are met by a very embarrassed Gavin, but the reason for his mood is clear — behind him is… you. Only with a sweet smile and a gently sparkling blue LED on your temple.