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.

to hit me. I wasn't

left, no one hit me

over Richard's eyes to make him

yesterday, Max had stayed at the detective squad to

his dinner

chatting and laughing with Ronald Collins, saw me come in with Max, her expression changed for a moment but quickly returned to a knowledgeable and graceful smile.

been praising me

looked at him, and he blushed slightly before

over and extended her hand,

smile, raising an eyebrow at me, "Ms. Floyd,

a forensic pathologist's

everything being her own doing, she still played the

making her

it off. "Dr. Hilton, your student is so interesting. If she knew you're

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expression turned cold, and with a sharp

a toolkit, but as I took it,

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