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“So, who do you want to talk to next?” Gene asked, as he navigated the snowy roads.
Honestly, Ethan didn’t know.
“You can pick,” Ethan said, “Both of our suspects, the professor and the lecherous scholarship giver, are tied for who it could be in my head.”
Yeah, his too.
“Only, now, Gene, we have another problem on our hands.”
Yeah, he didn’t like the sound of that.
Not.
At.
All.
“What?” Gene asked, bracing for it. He was sure it was going to be bad.
His partner was to the point.
“We have to go toBull’sand ask questions, and our cover is blown. That’s going to make it more dangerous.”
And he was right.
Gene knew one thing.
They weren’t going to be getting a standing ovation when they went in.
They could bet on that.
Chapter Twenty
The Condo
Sunday
Late Morning
The bottom line in the matter was that Corbin couldn’t hide forever. He couldn't sleep the rest of his miserable existence away to hide in his dreams. They were nothing but nightmares anyway.
Before, he’d at least been able to wake up and not be scared. Now that he’d broken up with Will, both his dreams and reality were shitty.
It was all his fault since he’d told Will goodbye.
Now, he had to deal with the fallout that was haunting him.
The look on the man’s face when he’d said the words were something he’d never forget.
What he’d thought he’d had before this case, a long relationship with an amazing man, was now cut short. That it was all his fault made him ill.
Had he just not gone undercover like his two friends warned him about, he wouldn’t be damaged goods. Only, when his mother said the same thing, he’d wanted to prove he was a god among men.
And he wasn’t.
Will was one more casualty in this, and for that, he was really sorry.
Only, it was for the best.
