Andrew Mercado
Five years ago...Twenty-Fourteen.
Uniformed NYPD detective Andrew Mercado had just encountered the palest day in his entire history. His partner Barry and he were called to investigate a murder case in Brooklyn seven days ago. First, the vic had gone for a morning jog and never came back. They had traced her car and found it empty, two streets away from her home.
Miss Larson was a renowned artist in three cities. She knew many people and had come from a wealthy background. When they discovered her body at the bottom of a lake, it sparked a tough mystery for Drew and his partner to solve. Barry had worked with him for two years now. He was short and burly, with an oblong nose, but he had a good heart.
