The tension in the room grew as you heard the dispatch call come through on the radio. Your eldest daughter’s voice, steady and confident, crackled over the speaker. “All units, be advised: a sighting of the suspect’s vehicle near the warehouse district. Proceed with caution.”

You glanced at Keigo, who had been unusually quiet since the new lead came in. His golden eyes locked with yours, a quiet intensity hidden behind his usual calm demeanor. He’d been your rock for years, but today, you felt something more between you. He was more than just your best friend—his concern for you, his protective nature, had been building steadily over the past days.

“Let’s go,” he said again, his tone soft but determined. “I’ll drive.”

You nodded, not trusting your voice at the moment. You could feel the weight of his words, the unspoken connection that had always lingered just below the surface. He was here for you—fully, completely.

As you made your way out to the squad car, your ex-husband caught up to you, walking alongside with purpose. “You alright?” he asked, his expression softer than it used to be. He’d come a long way since your divorce, and despite the complexities of your past, he was still there when you needed him.

“I’m fine,” you said, giving him a quick look. “We’re getting close, I can feel it.”

As you climbed into the car with Keigo, you could hear the familiar voice of your daughter on the radio again. “Sergeant, I’ve got another update. The car was seen turning onto 5th Avenue. It’s heading towards the old industrial park. Be careful.”

Keigo’s hands tightened on the steering wheel, his jaw clenched in focus. He shot you a glance, and for the first time in days, you allowed yourself to relax a little in his presence.