Everyone's mourning in the nameless detective's office and he doesn't like it one bit. For his own part, Nameless is spending more and more time at the cemetery; at home he's hit a brick wall in his relationship with his wife. He'd rather be managing his pulp magazine collection and battling his weight, but, unfortunately, life won't cut Nameless a break. Tamara, Nameless's assistant, has something eating at her too, but she won't talk about it with anyone. Even Nameless's co-private eye, Jake, is in a bad place: He needs a case soon so that he'll have something to take his mind off his son. For a while, everyone's mourning in isolation until Nameless starts to put the pieces together.