Chapter 67

“You are one horny guy.”

Dylan winked. “And that’s a problem why?”

“No reason I can think of.”

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The next morning, after calling to alert Mars and Dylan, Zavier had two of his men bring a car to the house. “Dylan will need it,” he explained. “You can’t drive him over on your bike, Mars, in case the men we’re after are watching the apartment.”

After the men left, Dylan used the car to take a few things to the apartment, to give the impression he lived there. He discovered he hadn’t needed to. There already were clothes in the closet and dresser. Guess Zavier knows what he’s doing. Either that or someone lives here when it’s not in use for sting operations.It was a nice place, with all the electronics a man with too much disposable income, and a wealthy ex-lover, would have.

When he returned to the house, he asked Mars about the clothes at the apartment.

“Window dressing, like the rest of the stuff there,” Mars told him.