meet Strategy 

…a young citizen of Kaltstadt, convinced she’s a character in a graphic novel.

Once, she claims, she was a brilliant detective with the Kaltstadt Police Department. Her superiors? Clueless. They fired her for "ridiculous misconducts“- totally ignoring that she’d cracked the case of the year.

None of it’s true. But that doesn’t stop her from living in her own twisted universe. Here’s what is true: she’s damn good at solving crimes. Some kind of sixth sense, a radar for trouble. It almost looks like, no matter where she goes, trouble finds her.

And then, there’s the rain. 

If you spot her on the street, better brace yourself. Out of nowhere, a downpour will hit.

“I’m a special agent for cold cases,” she’ll say, as if it explains everything. “Rain’s our constant companion. It washes away the traces. Like footprints on a shore, before anyone could follow. No rain, no cold cases.”

And strange, but the rain’s not just a street thing. It follows her into bars, cafés, wherever. She’ll order a coffee, and bam! it drizzles. Inside. 

What’s undeniable? She has friends - lots of them. Everyone calls her “Strat.”

"Can you do us a favor…", she always says it like it’s nothing, like you would not end up knee-deep in some half-legal mess: climbing over some wall to open a gate from the inside, slipping past a nosy concierge, spending hours observing a boring office entrance, or digging up some handwritten paper as if it contained the meaning of life. 

Later, there’s always a little surprise - some cash slipped into your coat when you weren’t looking. A sleight-of-hand trick she never taught you. She’s generous. Generous to all. But where’s all the money coming from? You’d have better luck spotting a rainbow at midnight.