Dawson Keller couldn't believe his eyes,a gun,his first gun, as he picked up the pistol he found inside the abandoned car ,it was said to have been left here as part of a gang getaway ,but that was back in the thirties ,he checked for bullets and he laughed they were inside,seeing no one was around he looked around and saw a can atop of a wooded fence across the road.he aimed the gun and fired it still work,he couldn't say much for the car it wouldn't start.But that was his first gun he ever found and not his last,he became a private investigator and one people that could rely on. Dawson return home to his house he lived in alone just on the outskirts of then the city. Alone. he just graduated then college and had degrees now in several fields of science ,chemistry and doctrine of medical and biology too. Now he could apply at being a detective full time.