Chapter 1
"In the criminal justice system, sexually based offenses are considered especially heinous. In Long Beach, California, the dedicated detectives who investigate these vicious felonies are members of an elite squad known as the Special Victims Unit: Long Beach Division. These are their stories."
Hunter Grant lied down in his bed with his boyfriend, Adam Kendrick.
"Adam?" Grant asked.
"Yes, Hunter?" Kendrick asked.
"Have you noticed that we've never really gone out?" Grant asked. "We've either ordered in or I've made dinner, or you've made dinner. I think we should go on a real date."
"How about Friday?" Kendrick asked.
"I like that idea," Grant said.
"What should we do on this date?" Kendrick asked.
"I'll surprise you," Grant replied.
"You know I like surprises," Kendrick said. "I even planned my own surprise parties."
Kendrick grabbed his robe, put it on, and got up.
"Are you leaving?" Grant asked, reaching his arms out.
"No," Kendrick replied. "I have to use the bathroom."
"You'll need to use the one at the end of the hall," Kendrick said. "The across from here currently being remodeled."
"Okay," Kendrick said.
After using the bathroom, Kendrick looked to see a cracked door in the hall. He curiously opened the door to see a nursery, complete with a crib, a changing table, a Diaper Genie, and several stuffed animals. He then picked up one of the stuffed animals, a teddy bear with a missing button. Grant walked into the room wearing his robe.
"What are you doing in here?" Grant asked.
"The door was cracked and I was curious," Kendrick replied.
Kendrick held up the bear.
"This is a Corduroy bear," Kendrick said. "I had one when I was a kid."
"I really try to keep this room shut," Grant said.
"Are you going to adopt a baby?" Kendrick asked.
"No," Grant replied. "Let's go back to bed."
"Hunter," Kendrick said. "It's okay. I won't break up with you if you adopt a baby."
"Just drop it, Adam!" Grant shouted.
"No need to be hateful," Kendrick said.
"I just really don't want to talk about it," Grant said.
"Okay," Kendrick said. "I'm sorry. Let's go back to bed."
Meanwhile, a young woman with red hair drunkenly walked down a sidewalk. As she walked, she stumbled and fell down. A young man ran over to her and helped her up.
"Are you okay?" the man asked.
"Not really," the woman said drunkenly.
The man looked down to see a huge tear in the woman's clothing and that she was bleeding.
"Did someone attack you?" the man asked.
"I don't know," the woman replied drunkenly.
"What's your name?" the man asked.
"I don't remember," the woman replied drunkenly.