Some secrets you take to your grave. Some skeletons stay in the closet, hidden carefully under the floorboards, never to see the light of day. There are things that are too despicable to bring out into the light -- festering, oozing parts of your soul that are pitch black and cut like an obsidian blade. Those things can never be shared, never spoken aloud. You hide pieces of yourself to make people more comfortable with you. The truth is there will never be a person who knows you entirely. The real you is hiding behind a mask: a mask that Veronica Lee had become a pro at removing. Or Velma, as she was known to the cops down at the police station. There was no crime she couldn't solve. No criminal she couldn't unmask. And she didn't need the rest of the Scooby Gang to help her figure it out. But the truth was, she had become just as skilled at hiding her own crimes as she was at revealing others. No one knew who she really was. No one had ever seen behind her mask. Until Rex. ...