Chapter Eleven
Hanson watched Aloha run out the fire door onto the grassy park-like area behind city hall.
What was he doing? He scolded himself. He didn’t need to follow her. She was the top cop. He was the civilian. He could get killed following her around. He shrugged. Oh, well why not? She was hot and he’d always loved a strong woman. His mother was a strong woman, only Aloha looked nothing like his mother.
It seemed funny to him that she had a knack for running smack into the middle of trouble. Hanson grinned. It might be fun to hang with her.
Once outside the heavy steel door slammed shut behind him. It seemed he had no choice now. He shielded his eyes with one hand and blinked away tears under the assault from bright sunlight. The stairwell had been dim so the sudde
