1Prologue - Warrick

"Oh, Warrick! Come here." Ally said, beckoning.

Warrick hated Ally, but he knew that if he didn't go, Ally would fire him. It was hard to work nights in Vegas, but that was the way it was. He was a single (if you could call it that, what with Ally) man living in Vegas, who had a job that payed good money, but, like many 'Vegasites', he didn't enjoy it. He'd rather be at the casino, playing with his old buddy G-Mac and become his alter ego, BrownBoy again. Too bad G-Mac had become a victim of a murder a while back. Gosh. G-Mac, he missed him so.

"Warrick!" Ally called again, voice rising.

"Coming, Ally." he cried, and started running.

"Thanks for waking up, Brown, but we've got a running man on our hands.

"Crap. A running man?" asked Warrick, with a pleading look in his eyes. He was hoping to get off early, Ally noticed. Bad, bad boy, Warrick.

Running man was office term for a girl that was running away.

See, Warrick worked at a building that was a sort of therapeutic centre for female rape victims. Running man meant young girl, Missing Persons Department, or MPD, meant woman. There was an age limit of 32 at the facility. The facility. Listen to them talk about their fancy machines. He knew two things, though:

1. Ally McCloud's Facility for Rape Victims (AMFRV for short) was not good.

2. He was going to stop them no matter what it took.