There is a blur of light blue and blonde in the busy streets of New York City.

Then a agonizing scream.

The next thing Gracy-Kate knows, is that someone had been attacked in the middle of the streets. She glances away from the still form of the young woman.

The young woman had on a dark red dress, with gold jewlrey and pretty makeup. She was definitely rich...

But what was that blur? Did that person do this?

Gracy-Kate furrowed her eyebrows, "Hmmm..." She mumbled softly as she tapped her chin.

Soon, sirens filled the air, and the young woman was soon dragged into an ambulance.

Gracy-Kate looked around, no one nearby had on a light blue outfit, and almost none of them had that bright blonde hair that she saw.

"Hey, Girl."

Gracy-Kate whirled around to see an officer nearby, putting up yellow caution tape around the crime scene.

"You are in the middle of a crime scene, girl." The officer said, frowning, "I will need to ask you to leave."

Gracy-Kate sighed, That's right, he doesn't know.

She reached into her leather jacket, and pulled out a card, it said: