It was night time. Natasha Romanov was walking towards the crime scene. She was one of the best detectives in the NYPD. She could she all the regular people at the scene. Sam Wilson came up to her.

Wilson said, "The victims name is Connie Nott, 23 and works as a journalist."

Natasha said, "Any witnesses?"

Wilson said, "Nope, no witnesses. The manager found the body."

Natasha said "What was she doing in the hotel room?"

Wilson said, "She was writing an article. CSU found her laptop."

Natasha could see Dr Betty Ross examining the body.

Natasha asked, "So, cause of death."

Betty said, "A bullet, straight through the chest."

Natasha could see the hole in her chest and the pool of blood.

Betty said, "The body is still a little warm. This was done around 2 to 3 hours ago."

Natasha said, "Wilson, you and Rogers ask the manager if Connie had any visitors. Also contact her place of employment and find if anyone had a grudge against her."

Wilson nodded and he and Rogers went to work.

Natasha examined the crime scene again. It looked somewhat familiar. She was getting a sense of deja vu. She tried to recall.

Wilson came back and said, "Well, she didn't have any visitors. But she did order room service around 3 hours ago."

Natasha said, "That is in our murder window."

Rogers said, "I called her office. We can go there tomorrow."

Natasha nodded. It suddenly clicked her. She said, "A Bullet through the Heart".

Rogers said, "What?"

Natasha turned towards them and said, "The murder scene is exactly like the one described in a book, 'A Bullet through the Heart.' The position of the body, the colour of the bed sheets and curtains everything. Even the flowers on the bed."

Rogers said, "So what do we do? And how do you know this?"

Natasha said, "I read mystery novels. We should talk to the author. Maybe he might have some insights."

Wilson said, "So, who is the author?"

Natasha said, "Clint Barton."

Rogers said, "You mean the guy who wrote 15 bestsellers and creator of the character Hawkeye?"

Natasha said, "Yup, him."

Wilson said, "I will call him to the precinct."

Natasha nodded. She was going to meet the brilliant guy who wrote hr favourite series. She can't wait. Maybe Clint Barton will be able to help them. She'll have to wait and see.