11. The Lieutenant

Jason tried to look tough as he entered the police precinct. He had made a call to the lieutenant earlier and she had agreed to meet him for a few minutes. He followed the officer who directed him towards the lieutenant’s office. He tried not to look surprised when they passed by her office and instead headed to another room.

Jason held his breath as he saw that woman in a sports bra and shorts, hitting rapid blows onto a punching bag. The loud succession of thumps it kept making told him how hard her punches were. He couldn’t help but stare at her physique. Goddamn. She was a sexy chick. The scars on her body were distracting though.

The officer beside him uncomfortably cleared his voice, “Lieutenant!” Megan instantly clasped the bag with both hands to prevent it from swinging far and glared at the man, “What did I say about disturbing me, Matt?” He averted his eyes, “Sorry. He’s here—” “Right. Thanks. Leave us now.”

Jason gazed at her as she held a water bottle and drank a gene