Chapter 234 Undercover Under Me Ch1

• Rain hisses off the crime tape — black sky split by red and blue strobes, old brick slick and gleaming under the back alley lights.
• She’s the only thing that doesn’t shine.Leather jacket zipped to her throat, boots spattered with gutter filth. Her badge — fake, real, who the fuck knows — catches a flash of light when she ducks under the tape like she owns every drop of blood soaking the cracked pavement.
• He’s waiting.Detective Kade Hartley — big shoulders hunched under a soaked overcoat, hair wet enough to drip when he turns and sees her slink up behind the coroner’s van.