Chapter 1

4:30 a.m. Nicole Burns had just woken up to get ready for work , she is an NYPD homicide detective at the 18^th precinct , at 6:30 she was ready so she started breakfast for her girls, 5 year old triplets , they got up around 7. After she dropped the girls off at school she got a call from her partners Mark Blair and Jose Javier “ Burns “ she answered. After listening a few seconds she said “ 37^th and Lex, I’ll be there in 10 see you there”.

“What’s up Burns? “ greeted Jose.

 “How’s the girls?“ asked Mark.

 “I’m good and the girls are great “She replied. Mark was about to speak when some guy running down the street crashed into Burns.

 “Hey watch where you’re going” she grumbled.

 “Ow, I think you broke my wrist lady “ he whined.

She rolled her eyes and said “ I’ll get you some ice if you get up and follow me “.

After he got ice and was sitting on the tailgate of her truck his publisher, Alexandra, showed up “ What did you do now Monroe?“ she all but yelled.

 Burns interrupted “He was running down the street and ran into me “ she said calmly.

 “ And who are you?“ Alex asked.

 “ I’m detective Nicole Burns “ she answered.

 “ This is perfect “Alex exclaimed excitedly.

 “What?!“ Monroe and Burns exclaimed together.

 “ You’ve been looking for an NYPD detective to follow around and base your next book on for months “ she said.

 “Not her please not her she’s mean “ he responded like a whining child.

 “ Oh, I’m the mean one you ran into me remember “ Burns said bitterly.

 “ I think that’s a great idea “ announced the captain, who had appeared out of nowhere.

“ what?! “the duo exclaimed again.

 “ alright then it’s settled you’ll start now “ said Alex happily.

 “Captain “ Burns said helplessly. After both Alex and the captain had left Burns turned back into being a very grouchy person. When they got to the body Mark and Jose looked at her questioningly “This is Mr. Jack Monroe he will be shadowing me for a while so get used to him being here” she said grumpily.

 “What none of you have ever heard of my books, you know Paul’s noose, Kat where you at or Roses for Rose?“ he asked disbelievingly. “We’ve all heard of them but none of us read trash“ Amy the M.E. said still focusing on her work.

 

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