Snow, Secrets, and Solved Cases

The snow fell as quiet as the streets surrounding the small, tired boy. His breath came out as white wisps as he exhaled a sigh. It was nearing the dead of winter and things have gotten that somber silence to it.
The wind blew stronger, causing the shivering male to pull his coat tighter to his body. Walking down the empty street, he looked around, eyes blurred slightly due to the cold wind, for any sign of a motel he could stay in over night. His car had swerved slightly off the road after hitting a patch of ice and wouldn't start back up again, that left him in this predicament.
He finally spots some light through the fog, what he assumes to be an open diner. Opening the door, he is instantly greeted with warmth that floods his cold and tired body, the smell of coffee and pastries fill his senses. Finally, he thinks, warmth. Approaching the counter, he orders a large hot chocolate.
