His phone was ringing while he was about to get to his apartment.

He live on the first floor. Yes, the first floor. He could get a better views of the street, also the sounds, too. He wasn't trained to be a watcher or a listener, but he trained himself to be. He watch people, he listen to people, and he all he got were any scattered informations.

He's sitting on the couch of his apartment now, and talking with am old women who claimed herself is a customer of 'Sea Food Universe' and she wanted her money back. After a round of explaining, he take off his shirts and shorts, then go to the bathroom.

Things were going crazy nowadays.

While he was emerging himself into the water, he thought he heard something, something soft, a voice with tears.

That's the VISION.

'Deja Vu!' He said it out with a smile. That smile, was kind of his 'classic move' when he realized that that's the vision he'd saw in his sleep.

Things got kinda messy after that. He jumped off the bathtub, and got dressed in a varies second. Ran down the stairs and he almost got hit by a car, a baby car. It's that smile again.

After an hour and a half, plus the time wasted on a traffic jam, he arrived at New York city of Police Department's headquarter.

After some small talk with the doorkeeper, he went straight to another detective, Earl Freeman.