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

“I always wanted a pittie,” John said, scratching the dog’s head. “Problem is, they’re banned in Denver.”


“Some people are stupid,” Mitch muttered. “But I’m not going into my rant about that. Kip, if you don’t mind would you put the burgers on the grill while I get to know your friend.”


“Oh, boy,” John said, sitting at the picnic table when Mitch gestured to it.


For the next few minutes, while Kip cooked, Mitch quizzed John on everything from why he’d become a private investigator to why he owned a bike, not a car—after John revealed that fact. He stopped when Kip brought over a plate with the burgers.


“I’ve been remiss,” Mitch said, going into the house. He returned with three bottles of beer and a bowl of potato salad, setting everything on the table. As they ate, they talked about life in the city versus living in the mountains.


Chapter 25