Facing the threat, Dean's execution efficiency was frighteningly high.
An hour ago, he had been in the suburbs of Los Angeles, dealing with the Cannibal Demon. An hour later, he had returned to downtown Los Angeles and arrived at the target's residence.
Of all the people Dean knew, there was only one widow: Portolia.
She was a detective of the First Murder Squad. Her husband had been killed in the line of duty, leaving her with a very young son. In her twenties and buxomly mature, she was like a juicy peach—a walking hormone.
At the same time, Portolia was also Yamaguchi Yuko's cousin. This afternoon, she had even participated in the FBI's questioning of Yamaguchi Yuko. She was a perfect fit for the mole who had been tipping off the Cannibal Demon.
Now, Dean was ready to send her back to her homeland to see the cherry blossoms.
The only problem was, he wasn't sure if Portolia would stay put in her residence after his probing, waiting for danger to come.
