Police Station.

Jason was in the middle of a heated discussion with his fellow detectives, poring over details of the serial killer case, when his phone vibrated. He glanced at the screen—a picture from an undercover cop—and his expression instantly tensed.

"Jason, what's up?" Hank leaned over to look. He let out a low whistle. "Is that Malia buying fish from Harry?"

Not just Alisa-Anastasia was in the photo too.

Right now, Harry was under the department's watch 24/7. They were just waiting for him to slip up, so they could finally nail him.

A few more colleagues gathered around. One of them said, "Jason, maybe we should warn Malia. She probably doesn't realize what she's getting into."

None of them suspected Alisa of being mixed up with Harry. They were simply afraid she'd get caught in the crossfire.

Jason thought it over. "You guys keep going with the meeting. Hank, can you give Alisa a heads-up?"

Hank shook his head. "Jason, you should do it. Malia doesn't listen to me. And Harry's no joke. From the picture, it looks like Malia knows him pretty well. She's probably been there before. I'm worried about her."

Everyone knew Alisa had a thing for Jason. If anyone could talk sense into her, it'd be him.

knew he had a responsibility to warn

sight. If anything happens,

the team

into his

her way home when her phone rang.

"Did you just go to Bridge Market

Anastasia was caught

investigation. We've got people watching

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answered carefully. Right now, Harry was only connected by being at

Anastasia's spine. "I saw Alisa there too, by

talk to her," Jason

with Monica, Anastasia tried to sound light, "You sure you remember you're someone's boyfriend? You've been working

out a small laugh, catching her meaning. "Yeah, I know. I haven't been there for

me know when I

was probing-was Jason thinking

to her. I want to marry her

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