When married private investigators Brent and Quinn Collins are hired to find Andrew, a young man who has disappeared after heading to Idaho Springs, little do they know they will become embroiled in murder. Two other young men have gone missing under similar circumstances and their bodies found buried in the mountains outside of Denver.<br><br>The Collins’ investigations soon bring to light another similarity between the murdered men: they were all slender, effeminate, and gay. After Andrew's body is discovered, Brent and Quinn think they may know who is responsible for the hitchhiker killings.<br><br>But when Quinn goes undercover, he finds himself in much deeper waters than he expected. All they have to do is prove it ... without ending up dead themselves.

The Hitchhiker Murders

“Is something wrong?” Brent asked worriedly.


“No. I’m just tired, even though I’ve spent the last two days sitting on my ass.”


“You’re still recuperating. So am I, I think, since I wouldn’t mind making an early night of it.”


“Aren’t we a pair of old fuddy-duddies?” Quinn commented when they left the restaurant.


“Fuddy-duddies, maybe—with reason at the moment. Old? Not even close.” Brent slung his arm over Quinn’s shoulders. “We’re barely in our prime.”


“A tired prime, but yeah, that we are.”


Brent gave him a hug, saying, “Let’s get you home before you fall on your face.”


They pulled into the garage less than ten minutes later. Using the remote, Brent closed the garage door, got out, and went to punch the security code into the box by the door into the house. Quinn joined him as Brent put the key in the lock—or tried to.


“There’s something wrong,” Brent said, checking to be certain he was using the right key—which he was. “It’s not going in. Something’s jamming it.”


Chapter 29