Hellion by Rhys Ford

Author:Rhys Ford [Ford, Rhys]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-64405-630-1
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2019-05-19T05:00:00+00:00

“OF ALL the fucking times to catch a homicide,” Ruan grumbled, pulling his car into its spot behind the house. Maite’s little sports car sparkled from the streetlight hitting the raindrops covering its sleek paint, and she grunted something at him, either in sympathy or tired of hearing him complain. “Tonight. It’s like God is laughing at me. At least we caught the asshole, but I’d really like people to stop murdering each other.”

“I could definitely do with less murder. You know what kind of crime I would like to try to solve?” His partner reached for the leather jacket she’d thrown onto his back seat. “I would like a rash of break-ins where someone goes into people’s houses and does their laundry. Maybe even vacuums. That’s the kind of shit I’d like to see hit our desks.”

“I think that’s called your mother coming over and wiping your ass for you,” he replied. “Do you want to come up and see if I have anything in the fridge to eat, or are you going to head home?”

“You know I love you, man, but it is midnight, and we’ve got to be back on the street in seven hours. I’m going to go home, pour a glass of wine, and try not to drown when I take a bath, because I’m that fucking tired.” She got out of his car, then stopped short, looking up at his place. “You left the lights on.”

“I didn’t turn them on this morning. Maybe Cranson went up to feed Spot. He does that sometimes,” Ruan said with a chuckle. “The old man says he hates the cat, but it’s funny how often I go upstairs and I find Spot passed out in a pile of catnip and smelling like sardines.”

“Want me to wait until you check it out?” Her hand drifted to her side where her gun rested at her hip. “I don’t want you walking into something.”

“I’ll be okay. I’ve got nothing to steal but the cat, and it’s not like he’s going to put up a fight. But lugging him down the stairs is a bitch and a half, so I don’t see that happening.” He waited while she got into her sports car, lifting his hand up in a goodbye wave when she started the engine and began to ease out of the space. “See you tomorrow.”

She was gone within seconds, and Ruan sagged into the fatigue cloaking him. His text to Ivo had been short and apologetic, promising he would make it up to him tomorrow or the day after. The reply back had been desultory if not a bit curt, but that also could have been Ruan reading it wrong. It was hard to get inflection through words scrolling over the screen, and as soon as they’d walked into the victim’s apartment, Ruan’s mood went sour.

It’d been brutal, and as often as he’d picked through blood and the remains of someone else’s life, he never got used to it. Even the deaths of people society thought were the dregs struck him hard.

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