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, and 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' 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.