Old vows echoed on a loop in my head.
My undercover status was still active, and I was still that same Jennifer.
'Victor, you have no clue who I really am. There's no way in hell we're walking into another one of your traps.'
Night fell slowly, thick and heavy, and every secret in the air seemed to brew and fester under its cover.
End of Jennifer's POV
The next morning, inside the Forensics Department office of New York City Police Station, Captain Morgan finished reading the new hire onboarding form in his hand, set it down on the desk, and a faint, grim look crossed his face.
"The new forensics assistant, this Veronica…"
Javier stared at the familiar photo on the form, and his breath caught in his throat before he could stop it.
Both men felt the exact same jolt of shock when the
