This had to be something from the Crime System!Sitting in Priscillia's car, Luke Sullivan's mind kept thinking about his situation. Ever since the Crime System appeared, everything that used to be just luck was no longer just luck! First, that scary time when he pretended to be Jenna's father. Then Priscillia showed up out of nowhere! Both had to be connected to the system!It was the weekend, and Luke Sullivan's day off. He didn't have to work today. So when Luke Sullivan got in Priscillia's car, he could only think this was some kind of emergency case. Priscillia was taking him along to investigate!"Damn..." Luke Sullivan kept shaking his head, thinking to himself, "The Maimed Case just got solved. There can't be another big case already, right? How can I live like this?!"But as the white Car drove down the street, Luke Sullivan suddenly realized something was wrong. Why was Priscillia driving her own car? Police officers drive police cars when doing investigations, right? He had

Even though Luke Sullivan knew exactly what the scammer was doing - insurance fraud - he had never done it himself. In the world of street criminals, insurance scamming was considered bottom-of-the-barrel crime. Even small-time crooks looked down on it. Usually, the people who ran these scams worked in groups, but nobody really had their backs. They jumped from town to town, taking whatever they could get, but never stayed in one place too long. These guys were skilled, though. Take this situation with Priscillia - the scammer had made it look totally real that he'd been hit. Anyone watching would have believed that car really struck him!But the guy was trying way too hard. His body had supposedly been hit hard, but he wasn't hurt at all. The wound on his back had nothing to do with Priscillia's car. He'd hurt himself on purpose - probably had his own crew beat him up! These people would do anything for money. The lengths they'd go to were almost sick.Luke Sullivan was a police off

Luke Sullivan finished his dinner and stepped out onto his apartment balcony with a cold beer. Through the metal railings, he could see Dalton Fruit Stand directly below his second-floor apartment. The small family business was still open, its warm lights glowing in the evening darkness. James sat at a small folding table, playing checkers with an elderly man wearing thick black glasses. The two men chatted quietly as they moved their pieces.Down the street, a few dogs barked occasionally. If Luke listened carefully, he could hear music drifting from the community center parking lot where the local dance group practiced their evening routines.Luke leaned back in his plastic chair and took a long sip of his beer. He felt truly relaxed for the first time in weeks. Ever since joining the Major Crimes Unit, he hadn't had a single day off. Between working the Maimed Case and dealing with all the crazy situations his strange luck seemed to attract, his life felt like a spinning wheel t

At exactly eight that morning, the New York Branch award ceremony started. It was meant to inspire other officers, so it wasn't as fancy as the main city office ceremony. Only the branch office staff were supposed to attend. But Bureau Chief Steve Andreas came, along with Vice Bureau Chief Laura Dent, who watched over the Special Crimes Unit. Department leaders and all the investigators from the Special Crimes Unit were there too.During the meeting, Bureau Chief Steve first shared praise from city officials about the New York Branch. Then he gave special praise to the Special Crimes Unit members for their amazing work. He said teamwork in the unit was crucial for solving two major cases one after another.He praised Team Leader Priscillia of Team B for her big contribution to both cases. He said that without her strong leadership, the two cases would never have been solved so quickly. But when it came to the star of the cases, Luke Sullivan, Bureau Chief Steve barely mentioned him. H

The hospital corridor buzzed with whispered conversations. Nurses shot envious looks at Angela as she stood there, surrounded by 999 red roses. A rich kid madly in love with her? To everyone watching, it seemed like Angela had just hit the jackpot. But Angela 's face showed only confusion and disgust."Justin, please don't do this," Angela said, still clutching her medicine tray. "I don't even know you, and you don't know me either. I...""My father is Hector West, CEO of Roland Corporation. I'm sure you've heard of him," Justin announced proudly. The crowd gasped in shock. Roland Corporation was one of the biggest companies in the city. Everyone knew the name. They were famous across the entire country. The son of Roland's CEO was elite among elite rich kids. In everyone's eyes, Angela must have saved up all her luck from previous lives to catch this guy's attention!"I'm talking about getting to know each other as people. We've never even had a conversation..." Angela bit her l