Chapter 2

chapter and swallowed the last bite of her bread. She turned to Mark, "Hey, Officer Jones, what's up?"

"I've got a case here. If you're free, could you give me a favor?" Mark asked.

Since she had nothing else on her plate, Zoey nodded. "Sure, what's the case?"

"A suspected surveillance case," Mark said, pulling out the chair next to her. "A young single woman living alone reported three days ago that someone was watching her. We did a covert investigation around her place but found no suspicious individuals. We thought she might be overthinking due to work stress."

He continued, "But she called me again today, still feeling like someone is watching her. I figured, since you're both women, it might be easier for her to open up to you. Maybe you could figure out if she's hiding something or if we missed any details."

After explaining, Mark looked at Zoey, a bit apprehensive.

Zoey wasn't under his supervision, so this was more of a temporary assignment. Plus, the case was likely a misunderstanding on the girl's part, so this trip might yield no results.

After all, the girl was ordinary-looking, from a regular family, and worked at a small company. There wasn't much worth watching.

But the girl had asked for help, and as a police officer, he couldn't ignore it.

However, his current case had just made some progress, and he couldn't spare the time.

Since people at the station said Zoey had a peculiar personality, he was indeed a bit unsure about her attitude toward this.

Fortunately, after listening, Zoey crumpled the napkin she used to wipe her mouth and tossed it into the trash can. She said, "Alright, Officer Jones, send me the complainant's details."

"Sure!" Mark took out his phone and sent the complainant's number to Zoey. "She's still at work now. Go after she gets off. I'll inform John, so you don't have to worry."

"Okay!" Zoey didn't say much, turned around, and called to set up a time with the complainant.

She got off work at five. The complainant's apartment complex was about a forty-minute drive from the station. She planned to write two more