This case was so puzzling to me, this girl, so young and so talented, wanted nothing more than to move to California and become and actress. Her family objected to this a lot and if I was in this position I would've said no. She was the perfect target for a predator, tall, thin, gorgeous, blonde, and her skin was kissed by the sun, she would fit right in with native Californians like myself. This case was one of the toughest things as I cop I could relate to. Minutes turned to hours and hours turned to days, weeks and even months. There was nothing that I could find out on this case. We interviewed many suspects including the vics dad, nothing on him or any of the other suspects turned up. I was going to have to mark this one as unsolved, that dream must have been me giving up and going through what Amberlynn had gone through in her last days, she had been taking, she had a blackout and she had woken up in a place that she had no idea where she was. Just like my dream. I got shot in my dream; she got shot in real life. If this case went unsolved, it would've been the fifth one me and my team hadn't been able to solve. I needed to solve this one and I was going to.

By the end of the fifth month, new cases had come and gone and had been solved. I never gave up on Amberlynn Haskings. She stayed fresh in my mind always.

It was the winter and the middle of December, when my phone rang. It looked like a summer day, and sure did feel like it so I was outside in some shorts and a tee shirt. It was my partner, Laura Chamberlin. She finally had a lead on my case.

"Casey, I know who did it. And it was so obvious also, I ran the ballistics again. I didn't think about doing this test the first time, and they should fire me for it. But I ran a test that detects certain metals in bullets to certain metals in the guns I guess it's something like a serial number check, and if they match with each other, then that bullet came from that gun. I know it sounds fake but it's relatively new, but I think we got a killer."

Truthfully I didn't care if Laura's test was real or not, but if it meant finding Amberlynn's killer, I would trust it.

"Ok, I'll come and you tell me what you know, give me at least 30 minutes I've got to change."

I threw on my jeans and my blouse from earlier. It was my day off; I didn't feel the need to impress anyone. I got into my Volkswagen Passat, and drove to the precinct. California wasn't so busy in the afternoon.

Upon my arrival, Laura jubilantly walked from her lab and proceeded to tell me all about the metal match test that she had used to prove Amberlynn's killer. Truthfully, now that that monster was in my custody, I didn't much care for the metal match test. I walked to the captain's office and there was a female lawyer as to what I could tell sitting in the chair across from the captain himself. It seemed they were in a very heated argument. This was the lawyer for her killer and she was going to lose.

After that incident I walked into the interrogation room, to see a very familiar face. It was my ex-partner Riley Clemens. He had a fall from grace on a drug offence a couple of months before. This was a huge shock. I thought that maybe they would be reinstating him.

"Riley, what are you doing back?"

"Murder Charge." He said plainly.

"What, that's impossible."

"Nope, and you know what?", he glared at me with a quizzical look on his face. " I did it I have absolutely no regrets, that Abby chick made me so mad."

I looked at him, and was absolutely shocked, my partner, killed this girl.

"Her name was AMBERLYNN, NOT Abby. And do you know what?"

He smiled at me, "What?"

He was mocking me now and that really made me angry.

"I don't have any regrets with locking you up for the rest of your life." I walked out, he was going to prison. That was it Amberlynn's case was over, I smiled as I walked to the file cabinet that read UNSOLVED and pulled her file out, placed a sticker over the unsolved one, and wrote in big black letters CASE CLOSED. Now her family could get there answers. I had to talk to the Captain, I had a decision I hated to make.