Whiskey, runes, pistol. Perhaps any hardened detective has a special unclosed case. The fact that for years eats away at you from the inside and makes you get drunk in the bar. A case you never talk about. But not everyone rises from the ashes, chuckling devilishly. Take the gun, Anchar Croy, and spin the fireball brighter. Let them pray the cops get to them before you do.