The Bond Between Us (Anastasia and Herman) novel Chapter 843

Hank listened intently, jotting down notes as Jason explained his detective tricks.

“So, Jason, where do we even start looking for the first victim?” Hank glanced up from his notepad.

Jason paused, thinking it over. “Let’s check with every precinct, see if there are any missing person reports. We’ll roll the timeline back about a month before we found the first body—so we’re looking for people who vanished around six months ago.”

“Why go back a whole extra month?” Hank asked, genuinely puzzled.

Jason tapped Hank on the head with his chalk. “If you killed someone, wouldn’t you be nervous? You’d lay low, wait to see if the cops caught on before pulling the same stunt again.”

Hank grinned. “Yeah, I’d definitely want to see if I’d gotten away with it before trying again.”

“Exactly. So let’s check those records,” Jason said, just as his phone rang. It was Monica.

Monica was waiting outside the station, leaning on her car. Jason came out, smiling. “Hey, Monica, what brings you here?”

She gave him a playful wink, resting her arms on the window. “Just checking if the legendary Detective Lucas has eaten yet. Want to grab dinner tonight?”

Jason let out a sigh. “Tonight’s no good. I have to solve this serial case—chief’s on my back, and the city’s on edge. Once it’s over, I owe you a big dinner.”

Monica pouted. “It’s always another case with you. When will it ever end?”

Jason could tell she was disappointed. He glanced around, saw no one was watching, then leaned in and kissed her on the cheek. “I’ll try to get off early, swing by your place tonight.”

He was good at sweet-talking, and Monica couldn’t help but smile. “Fine. I’ll wait at home. Don’t let me hold you up, superstar. Bye!”

“Drive safe, and no drinking,” Jason called as she started her car. Monica just waved out the window.

Monica headed to her favorite spa, feeling bored and in need of some pampering. While getting her facial, she called Anastasia. “Ana, what are you up to? Come to my shop for a facial, then let’s go for hot pot tonight.”

“Babysitting,” Anastasia said truthfully. She was out shopping with Katelyn, her mother-in-law, and the twins, Emmie and Nancy. Herman was at work, and she’d gotten restless at home.

“Bring my godkids! I’ll help you watch them,” Monica teased.

Anastasia chuckled, glancing at Katelyn, who was pushing a double stroller. “I’m with my mother-in-law right now. My mom’s picking up my dad from the airport, so I can’t sneak away.”

“Alright, rain check,” Monica said, dropping it.

They chatted for a bit, then Katelyn called Anastasia over, and she hurried to catch up.

Katelyn steered the stroller into a baby boutique, eyeing the latest baby clothes.

“Mom, we have so many clothes at home, most of them still with tags. Babies grow fast—maybe let’s hold off on more shopping?” Anastasia tried.

Anastasia had grown up with frugal habits, so Katelyn’s love for luxury always felt a bit much. Every few days, Katelyn bought new clothes for the twins—half of which they never wore.

Katelyn waved her off. “Childhood only happens once, and our family can afford it. Why not give them the best?”

If the twins so much as glanced at a toy, Katelyn bought it. She’d even bought land to build a private amusement park for them. The kids had gold-plated spoons, and their outfits never repeated.

Anastasia worried Katelyn’s spoiling would backfire as the kids got older.

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