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

“Probably, and yet they keep doing it. I’m the only one in town stupid enough to want the job.”


They all laughed, and then after thanking him again, Kip and John left.


It was late when they got back to Denver, thanks to a multi-car accident at the western end of the Eisenhower Tunnel.


“I can fix us something to eat,” Kip said when they got to the agency.


“Or we can go down the street and try the barbecue at the Korean place,” John replied. “If we stay here you’re going to want to go online to search for more killings like Constantine’s. I don’t think that’s a good idea right now.”


“You’re getting to know me a bit too well,” Kip said with a brief smile. “You’re right, though, so barbecue it is.”


Chapter 27