Antonio and Jay had brought Garrett to the precinct. A colleague had been called to make the identikit.

- The man had a more pronounced then nose and protruding ears. - the boy explained.

When the man's drawing was complete, the woman's one began to be made which was much more detailed, she was the closest to him.

- Beautiful woman, tall, eyes more or less almond-shaped, but not too much, small and pointed nose. She wore some kind of light point on the side of her nose. -

- So? - said the agent assigned to draw the suspects to the PC.

-Maybe her eyes were less rounded.-

And so the necessary changes were made until the most truthful representations were obtained.

Once he had the identikits Adam ran to retrieve the filing cabinets to show the boy some photos of suspects who came close to those he had described.

We could say that they were lucky, or at least in part.

They traced the identity of the man, Sergio Gardin of Hispanic American origins.

He wasn't a very recommendable type, he was a killer, one who lets himself be hired to torture and then eventually kill people on behalf of others.

He has spent his life in and out of prison. He has managed to get away with it many times.

But what did he have to do with Hayley?

And who was the woman Garrett had described? Why was she pointing a gun at the detective?

Jay was getting more and more tense and nervous.

Everyone knew how much he cared about his partner, but maybe there was actually something they didn't know.

A deeper feeling had been born between them for some time, a great friendship or perhaps something that goes beyond.

The detective could not sit still, he went up and down the district and if he had to stay and listen he tried to move anyway by playing with his foot on the floor or with the pen he held in his hand.

Nobody told him anything, it was his way of handling the tension in that moment.

-Jay, Antonio go talk to Hayley's superiors before she arrived here at intelligence, let me tell you the cases in which she collaborated. Maybe this woman is dealing with one of these. - Said the chief and the two left immediately.

Dawson seemed overwhelmed.

They were in the car. Jay was driving and the other was staring at the sketch in his hands.

- Something wrong? - Halstead asked

- No, all right. It's just that ... - Antonio said, hesitating a little

- That? - the other asked back.

- Jay I've seen this woman somewhere before.-

- Really? Where is it? - asked the colleague.

- That's the problem, I don't remember.- Dawson said.

- Come on Antonio make an effort. - Halstead begged as he drove.

- Wait a minute - Antonio said, taking the phone out of his pocket.

He dialed a number on the keypad and once the person called answered on the other end of the phone he said:

- Jerry hi, listen we still need you ... Yes, the identikit is perfect, but could you modify it? ... Put your hair short to the shoulders ... yes, ok .. add a deep cut on the forehead ok perfect. Thank you ... Yes, I'm waiting for the message. -

A few moments later here comes the photo.

- Damn it's her,- the older detective said.

-What is her name? - Jay asked eager to know.

- Unfortunately I don't remember - concluded the colleague.

And so the two continued the journey hoping that in the former Hayley district they could be more precise and finally give the woman a name.