21. Surrendering

They arrived at his precinct, she was wearing her oversized hoodie covering her face while he kept on holding to her very cold hand.

She could feel her cold sweat trickled down the back of her spine, as she kept on holding his warm hand firmly until they both arrived at an opened office door.

It was spacious, large enough for her to know that Ian had taken her directly to his superior's office. They walked down the precinct hall, passing several cops working on their desks, while it was all a blur to her. She kept focusing on her heart, which was beating so hard that she felt as if it could blow up at any given moment.

"Captain."

"Ah, detective Taylor, nice of you to finally show up..." his captain was a man in his late forties, still buff and had a respectful authoritative aura that made her feel even more like a cat in a lion's den. She was gripping her hold on Ian's hand tighter.

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