Operation Redemption

in deep trouble. The grim look on Michael's face as he held up a

ne," he whispered to

the phone. I remembered to take a bea

o, Ch

the anger in his voice and

he briefing we had just

si

cide to investigate

ael was with me." I tried to reason, b

e issue, Detective. Your actions c

I said something I wasn't supposed

ou aren't in deep shit right now. However, since we didn't get

id get so

e off the c

gth not to lose my cool. I needed to be calm and think things through befo

an o

I could feel Michael's eyes on me as I spoke, but I ignored him. "I

rs.'' He sighed, and there was a silent pause before h

s that needed investigation being swept under the rug l

urther

hi

e dism

y anything else,

ck. I didn't dare look up, not wanting to

d at all." He said, coming over

ling the heavin

having to leave the investigation halfway left a sour taste in my mouth. Aside from the fact that I've been looking for ways to bring Moretti down

s blue eyes trained on me, a frown etched on his face.

ea

ng tone. Then be stopped to look at me. "I'm guessi

down at myself, realizin

ut, it was not ideal for an investigation. I had picked it out because I'd heard the theme of the party wa

trate a party. It's the same thing as undercover,

king away from me. If not for the dim red light in the room, I a

" I u

re ma

e. I've gone out in much les

his throat, cu

was," I continued. "It's no

r husban

that up," I said, taking my gun from the holster arou

living separately and going about our lives. He traveled around doing what he knew how to do, while I worked mys

lot of memories and feelin

surprised you were able to blend in so easily. It

family that I came from. All he knew was the Natalia that was in front of him. And

ef had called back to tell me to head home early,

g falling to the ground with a ping caught my attention. I glanced down, at the

today. Wearing it wasn't a habit of mine. What was the point anyway? When the marriage itself was

annul the marriage, it didn't change the fact that he didn't care.

e not

e anything to indicate that he for once cared. He'd barely acknowledged my existence, and

our wedding night were, '

g like the wife I had to be when the public eye demanded

t was

actions and the look in his eyes. There w

car

, that's wh

, I had just imagined it. I could not help the

met, had been the ha

that led to my whole