The traffic was bad and they were stuck in between two vehicles. Isabella tried driving back but someone thought it wise to block the path, another car was behind her. She didn’t blame the person, after all they were all heading to somewhere. She sighed, she hated Stockholm traffic especially when it was nearing evening. It was as if everyone in the city had decided to come out for a ride and flooded the highways.“ whoever thought it was better to have the SID miles away from the headquarters!”, She muttered.Sophia Chuckled and changed the radio station, pausing to listen to what they were saying.Their division building was a bit on the other side of town rather than at the police headquarters and so if they needed to make reports or attend meetings, they would have to pass through the high way to get to the headquarters.“ What’s happening?, Why is the road blocked?”, Sophia murmured beside her, sticking her head out of the car to check if she could see the cause of the holdup.“

“ Hell freaking NO!”. Isabella was taken aback when he, her supposed partner, yelled out his response. Sincerely speaking, she had been expecting him to be willing and docile about the whole arrangement but his reaction two seconds ago was an indicator that he was not in agreement with the decision, so he wasn’t the one who was calling the shots.“ I didn’t agree to have any partner and I don’t want one, I work alone and that’s it. “ he said.Isabella scoffed, if he worked well alone, then why did they need a partner for him. All she knew was that he was a special consultant for the police, CID to be specific. What he did for them, she didn’t know.“ what exactly is your work again?”, she asked.“ none of your business!”, he fired abruptly.Isabella scoffed, this is great, just great. Not only did she have an amateur as a partner, she also had a secretive partner too.Well, she wasn’t the one who needed a partner, he was the one that needed a partner. She was good either way.“ I assu

Erik's POV Erik knew that he was not alone in his office. He had sensed the presence of another person in the office with him but had been too lazy to open his eyes and stand up. Whoever the person was, he or she would have to wait for him to wake up fully.“ I know you’re awake Erik…”, his father, Geoffrey said.‘shit!’, Erik cursed internally.Facing his father early in the morning was not the first thing he wanted to do. If his father was there that morning, then it meant that he was there to nag and complain and make him question why he had a father in the first place.Erik has heard enough of complains to last him a life time, from his father to Timothy, then Johan. He gingerly opened his eyes, looking at his white ceiling first before turning to face his father.He stared at the man who was standing near the window with his back facing Erik.Erik sighed as he sat up on the couch. He needed to be ready to face his father that morning and so he decided not to say anything but to

Isabella walked into the office with as much confidence as she could muster to face the day. Not only was she praying for strength, she was also praying for tolerance to conquer her partner’s excessive attitude.When she got to her desk, or table rather, she was shocked. The entire office was empty. She checked the time and saw that it was just a few minutes past six in the morning. Someone must have come in to work right?, She was not the first and only person right?, She tried to give herself that encouragement.Setting her desk for the day took longer than expected because she had to sort through the file. By the time she was done exactly forty five minutes later, Hayden waltzed into the office. This was the last person she wanted to see first thing in the morning. Deciding to not even talk to him, she pulled out her iPad and got to work.The only thing was that she was noticing all of Hayden’s movements. Not because she was focusing on him or watching him but because he was intenti

Isabella kept on throwing confusing glance at Johan as she drove the car, driving him home. He wanted to ask her how she would get back to the station but then remembered that she would take a cab to the police station or even use his car if she wanted.Isabella looked at Johan again for the umpteenth time since she started driving him that night. He looked like he was going to collapse or something.It didn’t take long for them to get to Johan’s house, or rather mansion. After seeing his home, she now had an idea of why the guy was wearing expensive things. The mansion looked so huge and she wondered how many people lived there. Maybe his father was a senator or someone high up the ladder. She sighed. Johan came down from the car and knocked on the gate. He kept on banging until some one answered, and then, the huge Gates opened. She wanted to ask what she would do to the car but then he turned as if remembering that she was there for the first time.“ You can drive the car back to