Shane had busted his a*s for the last few days to make his apartment presentable. He had no idea what to expect from a home visit from a detective, but he did know that if he passed this phase, he would probably get hired. This was it. His dream of becoming a cop was finally happening. He hoped.
He hadn’t seen Maggie since Monday. He wasn’t sure what to think of that. They’d talked a couple of times and she told him briefly about this new job thing she had going on, but they never got around to discussing their relationship. It wasn’t a conversation they could have over the phone.
She hadn’t mentioned anything, so it was like she’d simply forgotten they’d fought. And slept together. Yet he couldn’t get her out of his head. He’d gone to her apartment twice. More futile attempts to reach h
