Sudden Death by W.S. Long

Author:W.S. Long [Long, W.S.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: JMS Books LLC
Published: 2019-08-09T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 5

Footsteps woke him. Dimas struggled to open his eyes and once he fluttered them open, he wished he hadn’t. Hunter was pacing, back and forth. “Good God, what time is it?” Dimas asked.

“It’s after two.”

“In the morning? Why are you up?” Dimas yawned, his throat parched. “Come back to bed.”

“I can’t. I need to figure who killed my stepdad.”

Dimas sighed. “We don’t know if he was killed. The sheriff’s office is still gathering evidence.”

“I know he was killed. Carl knows this course practically like I know it. He couldn’t have died like he did by accident. I don’t care what the deputies think, unless they agree that he was killed.”

“You’re crazed with anger, rage, and depression about your stepdad.”

“I know you hated him. So I know you’re not going to agree with what I’m going to do.”

“I didn’t hate him. That’s such a strong word. I hated how he treated you. That he was homophobic. I still remember his words at Thanksgiving—remember?”

“He was just like that because he knew…At least I think he suspected.”

“About you?”

“Yes, and you.” Hunter shook his head. “I don’t know. Maybe my head’s turned upside down. I don’t have any proof that Carl knew about us. Just like I don’t have any proof that he was killed. But I just feel it in my gut.”

“Well, does your gut tell you should climb back into bed?” Dimas threw open the bedspread. “Come back to bed, baby.”

“I can’t. My mind, my heart tells me I have to do something. Find out what happened.”

Dimas yawned. “I’ll be happy to help.” His voice trailed off, and his eyelids closed shut. They opened again when Hunter sat on the bed.

“I think right before the sun comes up, around the time he got killed, we should be back on the golf course, where they found his body.” Hunter moved further on the bed, pushing Dimas to the middle of the mattress.

“You don’t think there’s police tape still around?”

Hunter shook his head. “I don’t care. I want to know what happened.” Hunter lay back on the bed. “I can’t get how he died out of my mind.”

Dimas spooned Hunter. “How about instead of going to Miami like we were planning, we do something else? To get away after everything the funeral service?”

“Like where?”

“Well, how about you come meet my parents? Mi madre y mi padre.”

“Really?” Hunter faced Dimas.

“You want to meet them, don’t you?”

“Of course,” Hunter said. “But you don’t have to do it. I know what you’re trying to do.”

“What am I trying to do?”

“Get my mind off things, off Carl.”

“I want you to meet my parents. I want you and me to be out. I want you and me to be a couple in public, not just here alone. I want my parents to meet the man I love.”

Hunter remained silent for a moment, while his eyes searched Dimas’.

“I’m being serious.” Dimas said sternly.

“Of course I’ll go.” Hunter paused. “You’re okay being out?”

“Yes. And if we aren’t, it’ll be the subject of media for some time.

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