Before discovering Andi was an agent, most people thought she was a high fashion model because of her tall, athletic build. She had a small button nose, high cheekbones, and long, honey-blonde hair, which gave the impression of a girly girl.
But Andi Easton would prove many people wrong when it came to processing a crime scene or questioning a suspect. They tried many times to get under her skin. At times she played to her advantage, especially in training, because the men thought she’d be down in the first round. Most of the time, it was they who gave up when she twisted an arm or punched someone in the stomach.
Andi came out of her room and lifted her vest, grabbing her badge, keys, and purse. “Ready,” she said, entering the living room.
Victor stood in the middle of the apartment wit
