Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Max didn't even ask why I didn't answer the door last night. Nor did he push me away now that we were this close.

What was he after? According to Claude, who would want someone like me?

Maybe it was because I gave him a piece of candy when we were kids.

That would be just like his obsessive nature.

"Next time there's a case with charred bodies, can you take me along? It's just so sad, all these victims are pregnant women who were just starting to show," I said, changing the subject.

"Now." His car was already parked outside the apartment building. As we stepped out, he opened the door for me and asked, "Wanna go?"

My lips curved into a smile as I got into the car with him.

Changing his aloof nature would probably take a blazing passion.

But when we got to the detective squad, I found out there was a new forensic pathologist, Tracey, who had just returned from studying abroad.

I sized up Tracey. She was different from Kate, petite and even shorter than me by half a head.

Her skin was tanned, but her gaze was sharp. I didn't remember much about her from when we were kids.

loved to hit me. I wasn't sure

no one hit

over Richard's eyes

Max had stayed at the detective squad to work with

wonder he didn't insist when I capriciously refused his dinner invitation; he already had

with Max, her expression changed for a moment but quickly returned to a knowledgeable and graceful smile. "This must be Dr. Hilton's

had been

and he blushed slightly

extended her hand, but I didn't shake

with a smile, raising an eyebrow at

forensic pathologist's hands are kind of

being her own doing, she still played the role

forensic pathologist, making her hands dirtier than anyone's.

suddenly faltered but then laughed it off. "Dr. Hilton, your student is so interesting. If she

QUMS

a sharp glance

handed me a toolkit, but as I took it, my fingers brushed against his

teacher's hands aren't

at the hospital calls

if he says you won't die, then