“He’s with me, he’s okay,” he said in passing, pointing at
Kelly. Kelly nodded to the man, trying not to feel awkward. He
had been special operations in the military and was extremely
capable both in the field and in any situation stateside. He had medical training that could save a life under enemy fire, and
he could break a man’s neck before they knew he was there.
But he wasn’t a cop. He didn’t know the first thing about
investigating or the law. The only reason he was here was
because he was trailing after his boyfriend. He didn’t like the feeling.
Nick headed for room 319, where another officer stood
guard, a plastic chair near him against the wal . Nick showed
his badge again, even though each man they’d passed obviously
knew him by sight. When they entered the hotel room, a
stocky man with silvering hair stood near the bathroom door,
shaking his head at Nick.
“What the hell happened?” Nick demanded.
“He freaked. I don’t know. He won’t talk to me. I figured
you have the rapport with him, he might respond.”
Nick nodded, frowning at the bathroom door, then
glancing over his shoulder at Kelly. “Uh, Kels, this is Detective 34
Alan Hagan, my partner. He’s useless when I’m supposed to
have the night off.”
Kelly shook the man’s hand, introducing himself. He
didn’t offer his relationship to Nick, though. That was Nick’s
job, and frankly, Kelly didn’t know how sensitive the subject
was for him. He knew Nick had come out as bi to basically
everyone in his life not long after he’d come out to Kelly. How everyone had handled it, Nick had never said.
“You’re the boyfriend?” Hagan asked as he shook Kelly’s
hand. “O talks about you all the damn time.”
Kelly flushed, clearing his throat and smiling
uncontrol ably. He glanced at Nick again. He wasn’t sure why