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Jordan walked through the precinct with her papers that said she was allowed to return to full active duty. The doctor had given her a clean bill of health. She still felt a little stiff in certain muscles but figured that would all go away with some good stretches and working out. She was never one to sit home and do nothing. She would admit it had been nice to lounge at Rhys’s—their home.
It was still hard to believe she had moved in with him officially. They had plans to go to her house and start cleaning it out. She’d look for a realtor and put everything in motion. She would call Omara and find out who she had used to sell her house. When her sister had moved in with Zain, her place had sold almost immediately.
Jordan had left the doctor’s appointment and immediately driven to the precinct. She had on her street clothes with all of her gear in her duffle bag she carried.
“Knight!” a voice called out.
Jordan turned and took in Dana stalking toward her. Dana’s eyes held a look of worry in them. She came over and wrapped Jordan up in a hug. Jordan gave her a big squeeze before stepping back.
“How the hell are you?”
“I’m good. A bit stiff, but I’m okay. The doctor has released me to return to work,” Jordan said proudly. The papers were in her purse as proof. She would make copies and post the damn thing all around the building if she had to. No one was keeping her from working. The hairs on the back of her neck rose slightly. She inhaled sharply and glanced around the bullpen. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but for some reason, that uneasy sense of something to come settled in the pit of her stomach.
“Do we know why this even happened?” Dana asked.
“No. I guess I was just the unlucky cop that day,” Jordan lied. She hefted her duffle bag up on her shoulder and adjusted her purse on her other. Dana didn’t need to know all the gritty details about the attempt on her life. “Thugs probably wanting to boast about taking out a cop.”
“When they find them, send them my way. I’ll kick their ass for even thinking of messing with you.” Dana scowled. She gave Jordan another hug. “You be safe out there, and don’t hesitate to radio me if you need me.”
“I will,” Jordan said. She meant that at least. It was nice to have a fellow woman cop she could turn to if she needed help. Dana had been a big help with Jordan transitioning to the Columbia force. She backed away from Dana. “I have to go give my papers to Spook!”
Jordan gave a wave and spun on her heels.
“I mean it. Call me if you need me,” Dana said once again.
“I will,” Jordan called out over her shoulder.
She headed toward the administration part of the building where Captain Spook’s office was located. It was around the corner from the bullpen. She turned the corner and stopped at his secretary’s desk.
“Hey, Officer Knight. He was just talking about you.” The older woman smiled at Jordan. She lifted her telephone and hit a few numbers. “Captain Spook, Officer Knight is here to see you.”
Jordan reached into her purse and took out the papers she’d received at her appointment. She opened the folded papers and scanned the letter that would give her permission to return to work with no limitations.
“You can go in now, Officer Knight.”
Jordan gave her a nod and walked past her desk and took in the large wooden door. The office had a frosted window that didn’t allow anything but light to pass through it. She stopped at the door and rapped on it.
“Come in, Knight,” a gruff voice answered.
Jordan pushed open the door and entered. She gently shut it behind her. She walked with her head held high to his desk. Captain Spook pulled his thin wire-framed reading glasses from his face and set them beside his keyboard.
“I’m taking it that you are cleared to return to work,” Spook began.
“Yes, sir,” Jordan replied, setting the paper down on his desk and sliding it toward him. She dropped her duffle bag on the floor next to her. She brought the strap of her purse across her then folded her hands together behind her. Jordan stood to her full height, wanting to prove she was fine.
“How are you feeling?” he asked. He glanced down at the paper before focusing on her.
Jordan exhaled and shrugged.
“I’m good, sir,” she replied.
“But are you?” he questioned.
Spook never missed anything. He was one hard-ass captain, and she respected this man before her. He really did care about the officers who worked for him. His dark-brown eyes zeroed in on her, and she would have sworn that the man could seestraight through her. She tightened the grip on her hands and stood firm.
“Yes, sir.” Jordan sent up a prayer that he didn’t try to put her on light duty or some bullshit. The doctor had given her a full clearance.
