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shouted angrily as she rode her motorcycl

nd her eyes flashed with a sharp

ng the stern policewoman a flirtatious wink. His eyes shamelessly roamed over her chest, which w

fury as she caught Campbell's lecherous ga

's healthy development," Campbell said with a wicked smile, whistling

er chest, let alone this jerk

ow, she wouldn't hesitate to run h

o. See you around, bye-bye," Campbell mocked as

rves, he quickly disapp

hink you can ru

ation as she leaned forward and slam

red and blue lights, weaved through the

ut to be a

aw that the police motorcycle was targeting a taxi.

erated and merged ba

ing you, if you don'

tson again, but this time, her right hand

from the criminal investigation te

ncluding notorious criminals. To prevent any retaliatory attacks from their

s really goin

e relentless traffic c

ake use of his driving abilities. In contrast, the police motorcycle m

his persistent cop, how

ad known she would be this difficul

used to be a member of the city's criminal investigati

ng else. His mind was racing, trying to figure out how to esca

e taxi showed no signs of slowing down and w

med on the brakes, causing her police motorcycle to screech to a ha

ift and precise, wi

a

that was

me? Even a traffi

completely off guard, lea

o

ausing the car to spin out of control and veer

p but curse as he gripped the steering wheel, tapping

eec

before the taxi narrowly missed the truck and crashed

as no collision and

t out a sig

weat, regretting her actions

avior was reckless, and a single mistake c

ces would be

investigation team be dashed, but she might also lose

ade Brooke's scalp

you caused a pile-up, could you handle the responsibility? You're just a brainless bimb

a man climbed out of the smoking

Watson wa

narrowly e

iving skills and quick reflex

ale with anger as she pulled out a pair of handcuffs from behind her and walked toward C

ray minivan sped past them

nivan and then at the smok

as out of

r hands

essing her anger, shouted again, tightening her

at the end of the street. "Officer, I saw that silver-gray van at the airport.

Magnus Nelson

ot? Put your hands out

fed at Camp

a city council representative, and a successful

re police force would be on high alert, and the city would be

ilver-gray van was getting fur

daughter has been kidnapped. Report it to your su

ut

again, her voice cold. "Save

st warning. Put

n firmly, the barrel poin

o be fooled by a c

to the station, lock him up, and maybe ro

ke I'll have to h

helplessly, slowly

abiding, low-key citizen, but rea

its holster and quickly move

ic

on with me. Don't try any funny business, o

guy back to the station when

ect's wrist were now mysteriously on her own wr

dn't be h

he suspect herself. How did it end up with he