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Chapter 4

Chase sat in her car for several moments after making sure that Stitts’s apartment was empty. She wasn't sure what to do; Director Hampton had called again, stressing how important it was for her and

Stitts to come to see him.

But that was the problem. Where the fuck was Stitts?

The only good news was that Chase was almost certain that Director Hampton had a new case for them; that was the only explanation for the urgency.

It dawned on her that Stitts might already be at the FBI Training Facility, but she quickly banished the idea.

What? He went to work, leaving his place a sty and forgetting not just to lock the door, but close it? Besides, Hampton said that he couldn’t even get a hold of him; how would Stitts know that the Director wanted them to come in? Use your head, Chase.

Scowling now, she pulled her phone out and dialed Stitts’s number for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. As usual, it went directly to voicemail, which was still full.

“What the hell, Stitts?”

Chase was about to put her phone away, before hesitating. She had to go see Hampton, with or without Stitts. But she couldn’t just leave his place without doing something… could she?

With a sigh, Chase scrolled through her contacts before landing on the name of one of the few people that she could trust.

It felt cheap, passing the responsibility of her partner’s whereabouts onto someone else, but if there was a case, she needed to get started yesterday.

Chase clicked the name and then waited for her friend to answer.

"Louisa? It's me, Chase. Listen, I was wondering if you could do me a favor…"

After hanging up the phone, Chase felt a little better about her decision and made the short drive to the

FBI Training Headquarters with a relatively clear head. She wasn’t Stitts’s girlfriend, she was his partner.

Not all of the man’s personal life was her domain.