Chapter 72 Pretty Trooper

Anthony stared at the figure. Isn’t that the beautiful policewoman, Jean Grayson? She was dressed in a pink camisole and short jeans instead of her usual police uniform. Anthony could barely take his eyes off her clear and fair skin that was glowing under the luminescence of the dim streetlight. She was tempting fate by prancing around in the desolate wasteland dressed like that! He watched as she paced to and fro in the area with only her phone to light her way. What was she doing? What was she waiting for? A thought entered Anthony’s mind. “Sam, were all the victims women?” Perhaps Jean was using herself as bait to draw out the perpetrator?