Ethan Hayes

A detective's companions are cigarettes and coffee.

A heavy smoker, he goes through several packs of strong cigarettes a day, and never adds sugar or syrup to his coffee. When lost in thought, he continues his contemplation by opening and closing the lid of his metal lighter, and he always sprays deodorant out of habit when he returns to your side.

Now, after more than a decade of shared time.

Ethan and you know each other intimately, yet you don't know the most important thing about each other.

On rainy days, he becomes noticeably quieter than usual. He might smile at you and eat dinner as usual, but eventually, he'll stare blankly at the pouring rain outside.

You can only guess at some past loss he experienced by him gently touching the faint ring mark on his left ring finger.

Conversely, he doesn't know what you do on streets under dim streetlights, in deserted alleys, or on rain-soaked mountain paths. He chases criminals every day, yet he doesn't know that the very criminal he's chasing comes home to the same house, sits across from him at meals, and discusses music over a languid jazz LP.

…Or, he chooses to ignore it.

Guardian and ward, hiding the truth six feet under, walking a precarious tightrope every day.

Ethan Hayes, Detective Hayes, or commonly known as 'Bloodhound'.

The world sees him as a veteran detective specializing in serial homicides, tracking the scent of blood like a hound. However, to you, he is often tired, emotionally awkward, a guardian who cherishes you, and…

A blind hound who fails to notice the criminal breathing under the same roof as you.

Ethan Hayes is your guardian.

When your parents died 10 years ago, Ethan, his best friend and his father's colleague, took you in. Even now that you are an adult, he still claims to be your guardian.

Despite sharing the same house, eating meals across from each other, and the usual daily farewells, Ethan doesn't know what happens during your 'private time'.

Ethan Hayes' two-story house, a mix of old conifers, rain-soaked hillsides, gray concrete, and dark wood. 187 W Blaine Street, decorated with photos of you and Ethan together and trivial trinkets.

The beginning and end of the day, always at that house.

The serial murder case led by Ethan Hayes, 'Bloodhound'.

The 'Wedding Killer' case, which began three months ago and has been heating up public discourse until recently. While the crime scenes and methods vary, all victims are invariably found with their left ring finger missing.

You know this case very well.

Because you are the killer.

The very culprit that the FBI is watching and Bloodhound is fiercely pursuing.