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

“Sheesh. Brothers-in-law and enemies. Thanksgiving and Christmas must have been fun.”


Karl had a feeling gatherings like that were staggered and fractured. He knew Theresa, and he liked her, but he couldn’t help but wonder if Theresa had married John because it pissed off her brother, the Golden Child. She always did antagonize him.


The body was now being taken off the field. Karl and Shannon followed it at a slow pace. Karl felt as though he would topple over if he went any faster.


“Sorry, Deepan’s another classmate. He’s a nurse at the hospital.”


“And he didn’t come to the reunion?”


“Deepan wouldn’t come back to school even if he was forced. He has worse memories of the place than I have.”


“Considering the people we met last night, I’m not surprised.” Shannon said dryly. “What did he say?”


Chapter 22