Page 96 of Sticks and Stones
Bribery?
Homicide?
What?
“Can we speak with you?” Gene asked.
The man stood.
“Come in,” he said, eyeing up Greyson.
At the invite, the two men entered, and Gene closed the door behind them.
As they he did that, the captain was making them two cups of coffee from his private pot.
“So, what’s up?” he asked, as Greyson told him how he liked his coffee.
Black like his soul.
“I know it’s not you just coming here to see me, since you brought someone with you.”
At that, Greyson lifted a brow. The vibe in the room was off, and most of that energy was coming from Gene. He didNOTlook comfortable in the room, and that told him something had gone down.
Reading the room, Greyson could see how the man was super focused on Gene, and he was giving off those‘let’s get-together again’vibes.
Uh-oh.
Someone had gotten on the Homicide Captain train before, and he’d bet money on it.
Gene made sure to keep it on the up and up, and to have a witness when he showed up at this office. Usually, it was Corbin, or Ethan in a pinch.
“We needed to talk to you,” he stated.
Oliver handed each of them a cup of coffee, and he sat on the corner of his desk, closest to Gene.
Yeah, it wasn’t lost on Greyson that the man did it on purpose. He was setting himself up to be in a power position over Gene. He was at eye to dick level.
Now, Greyson knew he hadn’t been imagining it. These two had history.
Naked.
History.
Someone was focused a little too heavily on Gene to just be bowling buddies, or hockey season friends.
“About what exactly?” Oliver asked.
Gene didn’t drink the coffee. The man gave off kidnapping vibes where he roofied his drink.
It was harsh, but each time they crossed paths, the hair on the back of his neck would stand up.
So, he’d do the job, and get them the hell out of there before Creeper McCreeperson got any closer to his body.
Introductions were made.
“This is Special Agent Greyson Croft, and he’s my partner for this case,” he offered.
That looked to genuinely confuse Oliver.
