Chapter 239 Undercover Under Me Ch6

• He should run.Every scrap of brass says lay low, lawyer up, bury the badge she smeared with his ruin.But he doesn’t care.He wants her more than he wants clean hands.
• Two weeks.He lives on stale coffee, half-burned phone taps, every scrap of back alley rumor about a fake passport girl who buys her new name with the same sweet smile she uses to ruin good men in the dark.
• Two weeks — the trail twists through five cities. Five payphones. Five half-dead sources who know just enough to taste the price on her ghost.