Detective Smith and Sidekick Sam both grew up together in RiverDale. RiverDale had one of the most highest crime ratings ever. RiverDale was not the safest place to live in. Though RiverDale was not the safest place to live in Smith, the oldest was rarely frightened of anything and had a very serious personality.Sam grew up with Smith and had the completely opposite personality Smith had, Sam could be easily scared and was very let loose about a lot of things.

Though both a completely different personalities they both work together surprisingly well to solve impossible cases. Until that day it was 10:45 pm at night and there was a robbery at Kay jewelers. Someone stole there 3,5aa dollar 14k round cut white gold ring.

Detective Smith’s car screeched on black asphalt as he stopped in front of Kay Jewelry Store.The store sat along the heart of Riverdale and never ceasing to give the people shiny and beautiful jewelry. Today, however, it was one $3,599 14k round cut white-gold ring poorer than anticipated.

He stepped out of the car, walked a few feet, and ducked underneath the chartreuse crime scene tape guarding the entrance. He pulled his black pea coat closer and breathed in the crime scene. His senses automatically absorbed as many details as possible. Propinquity washed over him. Smith loved the sensation of raw information; things become cloudy when future analysis ensues. His mind whirled with so many deductions that he didn’t notice the least annoying police officer of the Riverdale police force walking up to him.

“Hey, Smith! Has the commissioner given you the lowdown on what’s going on?” The man asked him in his clever, cheery voice. The detective often compared him to a small puppy that had just discovered the game of fetch. His blond curly hair flopped in his eyes as he powered the city with his ever present smile. That smile could cure cancer.

“No. I have not acquired any of the details.” He replied, shaking his head slowly.

“Well, come with me then. I’ll show you the display case. We can walk and talk.” He beckoned Detective Smith to follow him. Their shoes clicked on the marble floor and the lights above them threw shadows across the perfectly polished floor. Sam, his trusty sidekick and best friend, joined them in the room.

“Sam. How long have you been here?” The detective asked him, glancing at the officer next to him.

“I let him in around a half hour ago,” the officer said. Smith nodded his head and started towards his friend. Sam pulled him closer to whisper in his ear.

“This wasn’t an average jewelry heit. Nothing matches the MO of the usual gangs. I think that this was a single person. Actually, a case like this is really interesting. The person left no prints, no evidence, nothing except this,” he said, holding out a plastic bag with a small, white business card in it. The name was scratched out, and the number was only half there.

“A calling card. This is very interesting.”

“That’s not all either,” the officer interrupted, having seen that card come out. “I cross-referenced that font with every font published and nothing came up. Nothing. That, my friend, is a custom signed calling card. Whoever this person is, they want us to know that this was all their work.”

A grin spread across Smith’s face. Those people were the most fun to catch. They got cocky after a while and became careless. They were in it for the rush, not the money. They wanted the rush. The feeling of being better than the system. The detective admired that; risking it all. People needed more of that. Not in robbing a store, of course, but for what people think is right.

Detective Smith took the card and went back to the police headquarters to discuss things with Sidekick Sam. Sam wasn’t the bravest person, but he was smart, and that came in handy. His drive to the headquarters was quick, but it felt long with all his thoughts.Something didn’t add up. The fact that someone left his own business card, it felt kind of weird. They already thoroughly examined it, and it was just a regular business card. It just felt odd. Detective Smith already had one idea, Carson. Carson was always a suspect in everything, because it usually is him. Carson has been in and out of jail, a total of 8 times round trip. He lives on the street and always has been known for getting the extra buck.

When he finally arrived at the Headquarters, Sam was waiting for him at the door. Sam instantly said something. “ Looks like we have a weird case on our hand, scanner is ready. What else do we have?” Detective Smith did have something, security cameras. He knew that it would get off from the suspect before they got in, because a robbery like that had to have some thought into it.

Detective Smith replied, “ We have the footage, probably went out during the robbery, but it is better than nothing.”  When they arrived in there room they put the footage on the computer and re-scanned the business card. The video started, and all they looked at was the ring.

About one hour in, speeding up the process, they saw a girl eye it up about an hour in. When they put on the audio, she said it was too much money, but yet she looked very wealthy. They looked her up, Lily Young, the richest girl in town. It was very suspicious that she was that wealthy, but said that was too expensive. It made sense, it was very pricey, but what she had on, close to $16,000 in jewelry, it didn’t make sense. It just felt off.

Another 45 minutes later in the film, another girl walked in, and she was a lot different than the other girl. All her clothing was dirty, but the interesting part was she had very expensive jewelry. She also walked up to it, and yet again said “Wow! That is nice, but the price is an issue. I’ll find a way to get it eventually.” That was obviously suspicious. Sam instantly got up, but Detective Smith sat him down. “All three of these suspects have a case, and that was us interpreting it the way we wanted to, just wait a little.”

The business card finished, and as they expected nothing, just a location tracked to the jewler. “We need a plan, and fast, one small mistake and we are done, and the diamond gets damaged.” Detective Smith was very antsy, and Sam had to be the one to calm him down this time.

“Don’t worry” Sam said. “We can figure this out, and we have three suspects, we lower it down one at a time, this will be done in no time.” Smith instantly looked like a light bulb appeared in his head.

“Let's go down to the market, in one corner they always have illegal stuff going on, ask some questions and we are good to go. All the buyers are connected, we bring up names and we can eliminate them one by one.” Detective Smith was talking so fast, it was kinda hard to understand. Nevertheless, they got in the car and went to the market.

It was around 8 at night when they arrived, so there chances of getting someone big time was a small chance. They were in normal street clothes, hoodies and jeans, and they casually walked through the market, on there way to the black market. The black market, as it is referred to, gets a reputation for just selling things for more money, but an occasional person steals something and then sells it. They walked through the final aisle than turned the corner into the back alley.

At first it was complete quiet. They didn’t hear anything, but they haven’t moved. Sam researched that you needed to say the code word, which they found was what you wanted. Sam took a step up, and said “ring”. Suddenly a girl appeared, with nothing in her hands, but yet very nice clothing.

“I know you are here for the ring, and I know who has it, asking price is around $50,000, because she likes it. I can give her your address, or vise versa. I know that you may want to keep it a secret, so you pick the location.” She had no sense of fear, which made them snicker on the inside.

“Let's meet in the alley between third and 18th, nobody ever goes there. Around 10, make sure that you both are there, make sure you get some credit or something.” Detective Smith made arrangements, and Sam went to make a call. They walked back to there car, and drove off, they had 24 hours to figure out a plan.

They both went home, slept on it, and came in with an idea to do. Detective Smith idea was to go and just handcuff them when they go for the exchange, but Sam had a much better idea. His idea was simple, the stack of money could electrocute, the main person, and the other person would handcuff the girl that was setting it up. They got the fake money, the handcuffs, and they rehearsed what they were going to do. When it was 9:45, they got in the car and drove to the alley way.