Chapter 17

“It’s all right, man. I’m not here to hurt you.” The man dropped to his haunches and peered in at Kyle. Kyle couldn’t make out the man’s features in the barely lit alley, but he didn’t appear to be the man who’d kicked the shit out of him. “My name is Dax.”

“K-Kyle.”

“Why don’t you come out of there, Kyle? It can’t be very comfortable.” Dax reached for Kyle’s hand and tugged. Kyle came out of the narrow space with some effort. The man, Dax, studied him. “You’re just a kid.”

Kyle turned instantly belligerent. “What do you want? If you want a job, I charge twenty-five.”

Dax shook his head, smiling a little. “No, that’s not what I want.” He studied Kyle intently for several moments. Dax was easily ten years older than him, maybe even more. He had dark curly hair and soulful brown eyes. To the left of his lips was a tiny sexy mole. He was obviously of Latino heritage.

“Someone’s been messing with you, huh?”