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Traps
Chapter Twelve - Traps
Reyna’s POV
Who knew a week could feel like an eternity. I honestly can’t remember that last time I had ever been so bored in my life.
The longer I was left here without answers, the more anxious I was becoming. My mind continuously ran through different scenarios. And I knew being suspended was no one fault but my own, but I'd be damned if I let others control what I found suspicious or deemed important. To work in homicide, you needed to be willing to take risks, and the best cops had a few suspensions under their belts to prove it. My motto is if you aren't pissing off your boss, you don't care enough about the case.
Sullivan had called me to let me know that no new leads
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