LOGINIn the heart of New York City, the NYPD never sleeps—and neither do its secrets. Detective Jocelynn Sanchez is all sharp edges and silence. Closed off, cold, and constantly on guard, she’s built walls few have dared to climb. Her time at the academy left her scarred, thanks to a group of recruits who made it their mission to break her spirit. Now, years later, she’s forced to join a new unit—led by none other than Andrei Smirnov, friends with the men who put her through hell. Andrei has always wanted to work with Jocelynn, though she has no idea. Unlike his friends, he saw her strength back then—and admired it. Her arrival on his team feels like fate. But earning her trust proves harder than expected. She barely speaks, avoids everyone except her one friend, and seems to carry a past she’ll never share. Still, Andrei is patient. An open book with a big family and an even bigger heart, he slowly begins to break through Jocelynn's defenses. And in doing so, he discovers the truth: she’s not cold—she’s protecting herself. Jocelynn sees that Andrei isn’t like the men who hurt her. He’s kind, steady, and genuinely wants to understand her. But there are secrets she won’t risk exposing—not even to him. Like the fact that her godfather is their precinct captain, or the real reason she cut ties with her family. As cases grow more dangerous and their bond deepens, Jocelynn must decide if she can finally let someone in. Shadows in Blue is a slow-burn detective romance about trauma and trust, told from both perspectives.
View MoreI receive a call from Ian on our way back to the station. He canvased the area around the crime scene with a few uniformed officers and found out that our victim had been at a bar last night. Perhaps someone from the bar will be able to identify him and give us a lead on this case. He sends me a photo of our victim, one he received from Emory. We stop in the street in front of the bar. As Sanchez climbs out of the car, she zips her black puffer jacket halfway up and places her hands in the pockets. I lead the way toward the big black door and the neon sign that says 'Cheers and Beers'. Once opened, I gesture for her to enter. The men in the bar stares as we approach. Not at us, but at the woman walking in front of me. The woman currently looking around the place like she might find our suspect lurking in a dark corner. Stopping her from walking past the bar, I put a hand on her back and nod for her to take a seat on one of the stools. "Hi," the male bartender says, eyeing my partne
For the second time today, we are in the captain's office. It feels like we have been called into the principal's office to be reprimanded for fighting. Captain Baker wears a scowl of disapproval and disappointment as he looks at James. When his eyes rest on the woman sitting beside me, his eyes soften and fill with concern. "What was that?" he asks, swinging his angry gaze back on James. "She punched me," he says, his words slightly muffled by the ice pack pressed to his face. Baker looks back to Sanchez. "Jocelynn?"Wait. He addresses her by her first name? That is strange. "He wanted to know if I punch like a girl," she says, shaking her head. "Did you need to demonstrate?""Yes,"From the look they exchange, it is clear that the two of them are familiars. They know each other outside of this building. What kind of relationship they could have is beyond me, though. He slants his head at her, and she rolls her eyes, both of them pissed off and defeated. "I remember saying some
I step through the doors to Emmy's lab and wonder why she couldn't have taken a job in Forensics or Cyber Crimes. Instead, in order to see my best friend, I have to walk through these doors every day. The smell is enough to make me gag each time. She's sitting at the back of the room, staring into a microscope and taking notes on the little notepad next to her. "Hey," I say, walking through the room and bypassing a man in an identical coat to hers. Her head snaps up and she beams at me. "Hi," she says, turning in her seat. Her brows pull together as she studies my face. "What's the matter?"I shake my head and walk over, taking a seat in the chair next to hers. "I got transfered,""What?" she asks, a smile on her face. "That's a good thing, right? No more of Jonas's bullshit. Why don't you look happy about this?""To Homicide,"The smile is wiped from her face. "No," she says quietly, shaking her head. "Yeah,""Oh my god, why?""Baker says it'll be a good image to show the state,
From my desk, I watch her walk back into the squad room and set a cardboard box on top of the empty desk. She starts piling things out of the box (a plaque with her name on it, a framed photo, an external hard drive, three journals, a blue wireless keyboard and a blue-and-white key lanyard. She has had that lanyard since the Academy. When the box is empty, she tosses it under the desk and takes a seat, pressing the power button on the monitor. Yes, I realize I am staring and she might punch me if she caught me, but I cannot help it. My eyes seem to wander to her every time I try to focus on the report I am supposed to be writing. When she sinks in her seat and takes out her phone, I drag my eyes off her and focus on the screen in front of me. The rest of the unit (Ian, Leonard and James) are crowded around Leonard's desk. They are talking, not so quietly, about how much they do not want to work with Jocelynn Sanchez. I do not understand their reluctance to work with the sharpest de
I was called awake for this at three this morning. When I arrived at the scene, I stayed as far from the body as possible and focued on scoping the rest of the area. I'm a narcotics detective, so I was unsure of why I was called in for a homicide case. That was until I saw our captain at the scene
A body lies at my feet, covered in blood. Bullet holes in the chest, abdomen and shoulder. I do not need to be closer to tell that this victim was strangled before he was shot repeatedly. Early mornings like these make me question why I chose this career, but I would not trade it for anything in th












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