Deepan vowed never to come back to Seattle after surviving the hell that was high school. Being a gay Muslim doesn't go down well with anyone. But the temptation of a better paid job in his hometown was too great, and now Deepan finds he's either brought a stalker with him or the stalker is already here. And things are escalating. When his only salvation lies in his former crush, Deepan finds his lust hasn't gone away. In fact, with time, it's only grown more intense.<br><br>Karl had a high-flying career as a baseball star until injury forced him out. Now he's a cop, and going back to school isn't what he has in mind when he's called to a scene where a former classmate has been murdered in the middle of their high school reunion.<br><br>It isn't until he learns Deepan might be at the center of the case that Karl discovers what he really wants out of life. And who.

Resurfaced

“Your school reunion?” Shannon arched an eyebrow. “You never mentioned anything about it.”


“That’s because I wasn’t going to go.” Karl scowled. “Too many bad memories.”


“Any of your former classmates capable of doing this?”


“I doubt it, but I wouldn’t be surprised. Zafar was known for messing around. He couldn’t stay monogamous. Perhaps one of the girls snapped after being used and messed around.”


Shannon sighed. They watched as the body bag was zipped up and Zafar was picked up and placed on the gurney.


“Someone had a lot of anger towards him to do that.” Shannon commented. “But if it was a woman, it would explain why he was tied up. While he wouldn’t have hit a woman, she couldn’t have him overpower her.”


“Sounds like a fair assumption.” Karl couldn’t look away as the gurney was pulled away into the darkness. “Jesus, Shannon. I never thought I’d see him again. And certainly not like this.”


“Can you focus, Karl, or do I need to call someone else in for this?”


Chapter 10