As soon as he walked out of the gate of the police station, a black shadow flashed in the shadow next to him.

Ethan quickly pressed down on the handle of the gun and was about to pull it out.

"Irene."

The visitor opened his arms and looked at him with a smile.

Caucasian man, almost forty years old, with a scruffy beard and a large black back.

Long face, a bit of an old man's charm.

"Charlie."

When she saw the man, Erin was shocked.

"I'm back."

The man named Charlie shook his hands and said happily, "It's in this city that I'm back." ”

"Ugh!"

Erin, who had clearly not recovered from the shock, looked at Ethan, and stopped talking.

At the same time, Charlie, the big back, also lowered his hands and looked at himself.

"We'll see you tomorrow."

Erin took a deep breath and said to Ethan.

"Okay." Ethan looked back and forth between the two men and nodded.

Obviously, these two people are old acquaintances.

Judging by the reaction, I shouldn't have seen each other for a long time, and I want to talk about it privately.

Ethan walked up the steps and stopped beside this Charlie.

Although he didn't know the man in front of him, there were some things that he didn't need to know to be able to feel.

After being a police officer for a long time, some people, just by a simple glance, will feel that there is a problem.

The man in front of him is a restless lord at first glance.

Ethan didn't speak, just looked at Charlie fixedly, the two made eye contact, and the other party's eyes were full of smiles, but in the depths of his soul, Ethan still smelled that he was afraid.

"It's okay here."

Seeing this, Erin hurriedly explained, "He's my friend. ”

"Nice to meet you."

Ethan shook hands with Charlie before walking away.

The Ford Interceptor stopped directly in front of the porch, and Ethan walked up the steps with a large bag of things.

Walking into the living room, the house is still quiet.

Depending on the situation, it is no different from when I left home in the morning.

This guy is also powerful enough.

Ethan looked at the light spot on the radar, smiled and shook his head, he had to be convinced from sleeping at more than four o'clock in the morning until now.

Grab the fast food in your hand and stride up the stairs.

I didn't bother to cook at night, so I just packed some food and came back.

Pushing open the door, Taylor looked still asleep, the room was well heated, and a long, smooth leg stretched out from under the futon, and his arm was dangling to the side.

Her short blonde hair was messy, and a smile hung on her lips.

The light of the setting sun fell on her face through the gaps in the curtains, and the hair behind her ears swayed gently.

Ethan put down the bag and took off his coat and shoes.

Looking at her slightly trembling eyelashes, Ethan smiled and lifted the quilt at the end of the bed and slipped under it.

"Hahaha."

After a bit of teasing, Taylor couldn't pretend anymore.

She smiled happily and hugged her head with the futon.

"I thought you were going to work overtime today." Taylor closed her eyes beautifully, feeling the passionate kiss of the other person.

"Whew!"

After a minute, Ethan stuck his head out of the futon and said viciously, "Are you trying to suffocate me?" ”

Taylor didn't speak, just raised his lips to meet them.

"You've just woken up?"

After a moment of lingering, Ethan looked into her eyes: "Take a break, or get up and eat." ”

"Neither."

Taylor's mouth opened slightly, bit his lip, and said vaguely:

"Now, all I want is you."

This little girl, she served her too well last night, and now this is the taste of eating marrow.

Ethan never knew how to refuse such a request.

After half an hour, he walked to the window next to him with Taylor in his arms, and the two of them leaned against the window together, watching the winter scenery.

went back and forth, and finally cleared the fire brought to him by the eight claws.

The two sat on the windowsill, eating the roast beef ribs and salad that Ethan had brought back, while entertainment news was playing on the TV next to them, and Taylor watched intently.

Although you have made up your mind to rest for a few days, it is impossible not to pay attention.

Anyway, that's her career.

The concert turmoil has not stopped, and various news outlets are trying to find a way to get a piece of this hot topic.

After dinner, Taylor turned on his phone.

"Buzz."

The phone kept vibrating for a while, and then it stopped.

"I'm sorry." Taylor shrugged helplessly: "Since you left in the morning, the phone has been ringing, either an interview request or a business invitation. ”

"It's okay."

Ethan tapped her phone, "You go get busy." ”

Taylor picked up his phone, walked to the side and started to deal with affairs, being in the circle, some things can't be avoided.

As soon as she was done, Ethan snickered and pulled out a few posters and photos of her.

This is what Blake promised, and it must be arranged.

As for who it is for, there is no need to say.

"Even-bought karma!"

Taylor looked at the poster, shook his head with a smile, and reluctantly buried himself in signing his name.

She has long been accustomed to this kind of thing, and signing has become a part of her life.

The next day, Ethan arrived at the police station early, and since the festivities would start early, they needed to set up earlier.

As soon as he walked into the Chase room, Ethan winked at Sumner.

The latter remembered something, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

Seeing Erin alone making coffee in the pantry, he remembered what happened last night and picked up the empty cup and walked in.

"Wow."

Turn on the faucet and flush the cup.

But his attention was on Erin.

She looked absent-minded and added several sugar cubes to her cup.

"Who was that guy last night?"

Ethan picked up the coffee pot and poured himself half a cup.

"Just an old friend." Erin stirred the coffee and said nonchalantly, "Nothing happened. ”

"If it's okay, you don't emphasize it."

Ethan poured some milk, threw in a sugar cube, and raised an eyebrow at her: "Ex-boyfriend? ”

"You're a little old!"

"Really?"

Erin realized that she had lost her words and narrowed her eyes: "Then what age do you think is more suitable for me?" ”

"It has to be like me." Ethan patted his chest:

"If you look handsome enough, you can only get extra points if you take it out."

"Huh." Erin didn't smile and raised her middle finger at him: "Megalomania." ”

"Not an ex-boyfriend."

"Remember when I told you my old story?"

"Yes." Ethan gave her a thumbs up: "Catgirl! ”

The last time she asked herself to pretend to be her fiancé, at dinner afterwards, Erin mentioned that she had been involved in a theft ring as a child.

"Thank you for that."

Erin took a sip of her coffee: "Charlie was our head at that time. (End of chapter)