"How?" Leo asks, sitting on a workout mat and crossing his legs. I sit opposite him, too excited to bother about grabbing a training mat and grin at him.

"You want the whole story or just an overview?" I'm still grinning and Leo is starting to smile too. I have an infectious smile.

"Go on. Tell me everything." Leo closes his eyes and waits. I think about drawing it out a little, adding to the tension, but this is Leonardo. He's the most patient dude I've ever met. He could sit for hours waiting and not say a word.

"Okay. Here it is ..."

I was in my office last night trying to get some paperwork done. Dude, you would not believe the amount of red tape I have to cut through. Apart from doing my job, I'd also been trying to find the girl Raphael saved.

Raphael didn't given me much to go on. He'd been trying to find her for a while without any luck. He'd done a sketch of her, but to me it looked like Angelina Jolie so counted the sketch out and concentrated on what I knew about the events that night.

Knowing Raph the way I do, I had my suspicions about the whole prostitution deal. Raph is very old-fashioned, and a girl out clubbing could look like a prostitute to him. Especially with what the girls wear at clubs. I have first hand experience of knowing just how near-naked these girls can get.

The thugs who attacked her had probably picked her out of a line. She might have been waiting to go into one of the nearest clubs when it had happened. She'd been unlucky to be picked out, or lucky Raph had stumbled out of the bar at the time he did, depending on how you see it.

I approached Donny with this information and he started scanning social networks for information. Chances are, as soon as this girl got home, she'd be online and writing to her friend list about the weird night she'd had.

Donny found nothing. It was another blow, and Raph wasn't happy at all.

On my weekends, I started to go to the nearest clubs to the crime scene. I talked to the bouncers and to everyone I could, trying to get any information at all. It didn't seem to be working, but I was getting the message around. People were constantly talking about the giant green turtle asking questions about a mystery brunette.

So here I was last night, paperwork in piles all around me and no further to the truth. I was done for the night, I'd had enough, and there was another club to explore less than a block from the crime scene.

I walked there, payed to get in and ordered a drink at the bar. I was still chatting to everyone I could about the mysterious brunette, but no-one knew who she was. I think I must have been at the club only three hours when I was ready to leave, discouraged.

I had all but given up when a young woman approached me and shyly smiled at me. I thought I was getting hit on, until I realised she was after something else. She guided me to a table, we sat and tried to talk above the roaring music.

Getting no-where, I gestured for her to leave the club with me. Outside would be quieter. She seemed reluctant to do this, perhaps even frightened. A group of her friends shook their heads as I took her hand and led her out the club.

"It's okay. I'm a cop. I couldn't hear anything in there." I reassured her.

She was definitely afraid to be out of the club. Her eyes were wide and wary. "I'm sorry. I'm still scared after I got attacked that night. It was Raphael who saved me, right?"

I looked at the girl. She was a brunette with green eyes, but she really looked nothing like the sketch. She also looked nothing like a prostitute - just a girl on a night out with her friends.

"What's your name? We've been trying to find you for a while to make sure you were okay." I looked up to find a gaggle of her friends waiting at the club door protectively. I showed them my badge, but they still hovered.

"Mary Farsby. I was just on a night out when those thugs began to chase me. If it hadn't been for Raphael ..." She shuddered and shook her head.

"Its ok. Why didn't you come forward?" I asked her.

"I was too scared. I heard that Raphael had been shot, and I felt responsible. He'd only been trying to help me and he could have died. I felt awful." Mary shivered a little. It was cold in the street, and although I didn't feel the cold much this tiny waif of a girl probably felt it a lot more than I did.

"Look, I won't keep you for long. You can get back to your friends in the club. I was wondering if I could ask a favour."

"Sure, anything."

"Would you come over tomorrow night and talk to Raph? He's been worried about you, and seeing you alive and well would help. I'll pick you up so you won't have to get to the apartment alone, but I'll need your address."

Mary nodded and reached into her handbag. She pulled out a small pink notebook and jotted her details down. She ripped out the page and passed the paper to me. "I'll be there."

"I'll pick you up at 6.30pm tomorrow. Thanks, Mary."

I watched as she returned to the club and her friends, then went back to the office. I typed in her details and checked the address she had given me. Everything matched.

I must have fallen asleep on those paper piles, because the next thing I know its, like, today. I came straight to you, Leo.

"She's coming round tonight?" Leo asks, his face turning a pale green. "And you're telling me this now?"

"She's just coming round to talk to Raph that's all." I say, turning a little pale myself.

We don't get many visitors apart from April and Casey. Our apartment can be a little messy at times, and maybe a little advanced warning would have been useful.

"We'd better get the apartment ready." Leo says, reading my mind. "Mikey, phone Donny and have him meet us there. Raph should still be at home. We'd better clean up and get some groceries in, just in case she wants some food while she's in our home."

"She didn't mention food." I'm scratching my head, wondering why Leo is making this into such a big deal. "Why do we need to get groceries in?"

"I'm going to be the perfect host, Mikey." Leo is pacing, his mind focused on the new plan. "Best of all, Raph isn't going to know anything until she arrives."

Keeping Raph out of the loop? Count me in! I can't wait to see him open the door and find his mystery brunette waiting on the welcome mat.

Mikey