Chapter 19

“What everyone did who only saw what they wanted to see. We worked closely together and are gay, so we had to be lovers and more. We werelovers, but it was casual—very good friends who enjoyed sex with each other with no commitments.”

“Nice arrangement.”

“It worked for us.” Spence felt deep pain as he said that. It had worked. Their friendship and all that it involved. If we’d been in love, not just lovers, would it have changed things? Would Jeff still be alive if we’d loved each other and lived together back in California? Would we have even considered buying my parents’ home if that had been the case? I’ll…I’ll never have the chance to find out. He pushed back against the wave of grief that washed over him. Now was not the time to mourn. Not when there was something else that took precedence. Finding Jeff’s killer.

“Do you have an in with the police?” Spence asked.

“I have a couple of contacts. Why?”