Jericho was laying down on the floor, Seth looked up. "Hey Demeter," he was sitting up on the bed. "Looks like I owe you my life for saving me," Jericho jumped onto the bed laying down on the other side of him. "Hey boy your happy to have me alive," he rubbed Jericho's head the rabbit dog licking his hand. "Hey Demeter...um....can you help me with something?" He pulled out the old newspaper photo from the day of the crime was taken. "Can you help me figure out who this is on the building here," he points to the figure on the left building.