“Honeycutt.” Wills spoke quietly. “The man who was keeping Connor? I’m sorry, sir.”
“Not your fault, Matheson. Shit happens.”
“Okay, so the tape belonged to this Honeycutt dude. That still doesn’t explain why Connor didn’t tell me about it.”
“Couple of reasons. He didn’t want to blow a good thing, and he was jealous.”
“I can understand the not-blowing-a-good-thing thing. His ‘daddy’ had bucks and as far as I could tell didn’t have a problem spending them.” I remembered the Cartier watch Connor had said he wanted, and which had been bought for him without blinking an eye. “But what was Connor jealous about?”
“The one thing you had that he didn’t think he’d ever have. Your relationship with Matheson.”
Yeah, that made sense. It was what every rent boy dreamed of and so few achieved, although for a time it had seemed he’d had it. But…”What did he freak out about? Why did he run? How did he find out Wills works for the WBIS? I never mentioned him by name.”