Chapter 25 - Hibiki

I sat in my Jeep for over an hour outside my parents’ house. I was torn between the urge to head straight to the precinct and turn myself in for aiding a known killer and to go back inside and hold that same killer in my arms. I’m nuts. That’s all there is to it. I have to be. I know she’s a cold-blooded killer, and I want to be with her.

I don’t know what time it was when I finally returned to my apartment. I just know I had a restless sleep. Plagued by dreams, or rather nightmares. In one, I arrived too late and found Yūri being arrested or, worse, shot. I shuddered as I stepped out of the shower, remembering that nightmare vividly. 

The glass of her window smashed open from the inside. I pulled my jacket up to project myself from the falling shards as I stepped back. And then I saw her falling backward from the window. I screamed her name, rushing for