Chapter 19

“At least now I know where to find you, other than at home,” he said under his breath when he discovered Gary owned an interior design business close to downtown. Twenty-to-one the other man is hishusband, from Gary’s hyphenated last name. Guess what, dude. You’re going to be a widower soon.

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As he’d promised, when he had the chance Monday morning Steve ran a more detailed search on Blaine Ayers. It took some time, and a lot of digging, but what he found out had him calling his husband at whathe knew was normally the time Gary stopped for lunch.

“Have you eaten yet?” Steve asked.

“I was about to head out to Monkey Club, since I’m in the mood for Thai. Why?”

“Want some company?”

“Since it’s you, you bet,” Gary replied. “I’ll walk, you drive, and we’ll probably get there about the same time.”