When runaway Kip Faulkner was seventeen, he witnessed two men commit a murder. Fear kept him from telling Sheriff Long the truth about what he'd seen. Guilt made him turn his life around. Eleven years later, he's the owner of a reputable private investigation agency in Denver. John Rigby looks like a typical biker, tattoos and all. But Kip discovers he’s the antithesis of that stereotype when he hires John to work for his agency. When Kip learns about a recent killing exactly like the one he witnessed and recognizes one of the killers in a blurry photo on the news, he vows to find out how the two murders are connected ... and if there have been more. With John's help, can he learn the truth behind the murders while the two men fight their mutual attraction? Or will Kip become the next victim?

The Agency

“You’ve seen him?” the man asked.


Kip shook his head hard. “No. He…he reminded me of someone. It’s not him, though.”


“Becky,” the man said to the waitress when she arrived with his food. “Can you make that to go instead?”


Kip tensed, when she called the man ‘sheriff,’ ready to bolt if it seemed like he was going to…To arrest me? For what? He can’t know I saw that Constantine guy being killed.


“Kid,” the sheriff said, putting his hand on Kip’s arm. “I have the feeling you and I should have a talk.”


“You can’t make me go back home,” Kip replied defiantly. “I’m seventeen. Old enough to be on my own.”


“Yeah, maybe, though you look all of fifteen. Anyway, why don’t you come with me?” He smiled. “I’m not going to make you do anything you don’t want to, as long as you can prove who you are and how old you are.”


Chapter 3