The Rulebook Ch1.
Denim hot pants and the AC technician.
I parked the car and stepped out, immediately hit by the suffocating summer heat. It had been a brutal day. The new murder case had kept me on my feet for ten hours straight, and I hadn't even found time to eat lunch. My head throbbed as I walked up to the front door, my mind still tangled in alibis and crime scene photos. I rang the bell. A moment later, her voice came from the other side. "Coming." The lock clicked. The...