John

What’s that smell? I scan the station, trying to find the source of the offensive odor.

“John.” Meyer draws my attention back to his desk. “This is my partner, Officer Grey.”

I nod to the patrolman rolling in his office chair to Meyer’s desk.

“Start from the beginning,” Meyer prompts.

“I guess I’m on high alert because I’m dating someone that’s had a bad experience with a stocker over a year ago,” I begin, hoping I won’t sound ...