"Miss... October... I need you," a man's low raspy voice called to her. She crouched, spun and fired point blank into his face. The pepper spray saturated the elderly man's thick glasses and special oxygen breathing mask. She instantly felt sick to her stomach at her lack of restraint and bad judgment. She said, "I'm so sorry." He shook his head and said, "I need a private detective... with your special talents." She surprised herself when she asked, "What's the case?" He told her, "I want you to... find my first love. She used to work for me... but then she disappeared." "When did she disappear?" asked Michelle. He sheepishly answered, "It was... fifty years ago today."