Here we meet our brave hero.
"Another dead body in those serial killer cases." Police chief Bryar said as he dropped a rather thick file onto the younger man's desk. "The dude who thinks he's a god?" Mikey asked, glancing at the manilla folder on his desk with distaste.
"How many serial killers you think we got running around this shithole, kid?" Bryar asked, laughing at his own joke, while Mikey blushed furiously in embarrassment. Ignoring the now red detective, the police chief continued, "I expect ya to go check it out. Forensics can't do anything til ya do."