William "Wills" Matheson is a computer whiz, hired by Huntingdon right out of college. He's groomed for a position in the Washington Bureau of Intelligence and Security, a sister organization to Huntingdon. Eventually, he's promoted to senior special agent in the department of Interior Affairs, under the notorious Mark Vincent. Instructed by Trevor Wallace -- The Boss, and yes, that's in caps, of the WBIS -- to follow Vincent after his apartment is destroyed, the younger agent discovers why the man is considered the best when Vincent easily spots him. Rather than knocking him down as expected, Vincent orders Wills to accompany him to his friend's bedside in GW Hospital. There, Wills meets the rent boy known as Sweetcheeks and is instantly struck by the handsome redhead. Wills has never had a male lover before, but he's more than willing to give it a try. Gradually he begins to wonder if there could be a future for them together. Things look positive for them when Sweetcheeks confesses his own love, but Wills is a WBIS agent, and Sweetcheeks is a rent boy. Will their jobs come between them before they can explore their newfound love?

Is It You?

I’d have just enough time to make it home, shower, and change into casual clothing before finding a parking spot near her apartment complex. She’d be taking the Metrorail. Her file indicated she used the Metro to get to work, and she had a twenty-eight day fast pass, which gave her unlimited travel. I needed to be at the stop to buy my pass before she arrived.8


The weather was warm for this time of April, and I wore a Georgetown U. sweatshirt over a pair of soft, faded jeans, and Jordache running shoes that were well-broken in. My hair was spiked up, more my brother Jar’s style than mine, and I had gelled it to keep it that way. As long as no one bothered to look into my eyes, I appeared to be a college student. Even as a college student, however, I wasn’t young enough to just go to the Mall to hang out. I knew it was likely that I’d have to make some purchases, and I carried a good deal of cash in my wallet. Once again I didn’t want to leave a paper trail if I could help it.


Chapter 16