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I was the department's shame and the mob boss's kept woman. Before my undercover narc boyfriend's cover was blown, I betrayed him to save myself. I pointed him out and shot him in the leg. He looked at me, and the last glimmer in his eyes faded. Three years later, he returned with honors, wearing his rank on his shoulder, and became the youngest captain of the criminal investigation unit. In the interrogation room, he shone the glaring desk lamp in my face and said coldly, "It's been so long, Ms. Carter. That hole you made in my leg still hurts. I wonder if you've been losing sleep over that dirty money." He set traps to gather evidence of my money laundering, trying to lock me up for good. But when the search team tore my place apart, they only found a cabinet full of cancer meds and an old police badge hidden in a crack in the wall. And there was a recording I made before I died: [Mission code 003, informant Emily Carter, mission accomplished. Badge number 9527. Welcome back to the team.]