Old Poison (Dangerous Ground 2) by Josh Lanyon

Old Poison (Dangerous Ground 2) by Josh Lanyon

Author:Josh Lanyon [Lanyon, Josh]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: LGBT Action Adventure
Publisher: Josh Lanyon
Published: 2016-08-05T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter Six

The phone clattered off the hook and Taylor’s sleep-husky voice said, “MacAllister.”

“Where are you?” Will asked.

The answer was evident, of course, but Taylor replied anyway. “Home.”

“What are you doing there?”

“Uh… I live here?” Taylor suggested.

“You know what I mean. What the hell are you doing there? Is that what you’d tell a client who was being stalked? Go home?”

“I’m not being stalked.” His derision at the very idea was loud and clear. “Even if I was, I’m not exactly a civilian. We do this stuff for a living. If I can’t handle one nutcase, I need to find another line of work.”

“You know damn well you should not be there on your own.”

There was an instant smile in Taylor’s voice as he drawled, “Come and keep me company.”

“I don’t really feel like making that drive at one thirty in the morning.” Despite himself, some of Will’s annoyance — disappointment — crept through.

Taylor smothered a yawn, not entirely successfully. “Did you just get in?”

“Yeah.”

“Burning the midnight oil, huh?”

“I had dinner with Bradley before driving back.”

Will wanted to get that out of the way fast. No way was it ever coming back to bite him in the ass. But there was no hesitation, no pause. Taylor said calmly, “How’s the case coming?”

“It’s coming. Listen, I talked to the OC sheriff’s department, and Le Loi Roy is still incarcerated at the Lacy Juvenile Annex.”

Taylor seemed to be considering this.

“Did you hear me?”

“Yes. I guess we can rule him out.”

“Him, yes. But maybe someone’s acting on his behalf.”

“Maybe.” Taylor’s tone was noncommittal.

“Did you think of something else?”

“No. It’s just…”

“Just what?” Old ghosts? Will was suddenly convinced that Taylor was hiding something from him.

Meanwhile, Taylor was reporting, “I called the wine manufacturer. According to their records, they didn’t ship the bottle to me. So someone else must have purchased it and then sent it. I dug the box and wrapping out of the trash. It was mailed last Tuesday from Ventura County. I’m going to have it analyzed.”

“Good thinking,” Will approved.

There was a short silence.

“I thought you’d be here,” Will said. He was a little embarrassed at the reproachful note that crept into his voice, but it was true. He’d expected to find the lights on and Taylor home and was still unsettled at how let down he’d been to be proved wrong.

“I wasn’t sure you were coming back to LA tonight.” Taylor sighed. “Anyway, I can’t hide out at your house.”

“Who said anything about hiding out? I just… I was looking forward to you being here.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Taylor said slowly, “Are you driving back tomorrow night?”

“Sure.”

“Maybe I could stay over tomorrow night.”

“That’d be good. I might be late, but I’ll be here. How’s it going with Varga?”

“We’ve reached détente.”

“Ever think about trying out for the diplomatic service, my son?”

Taylor chuckled.

Will wrapped his hand absently around his cock. “Talk to me,” he said suddenly, urgently.

“What would you like me to say?” Taylor sounded amused, but then his voice sharpened. “Hey, are you —”

“Yeah. I am.”

Taylor laughed, a husky, naughty, full-throated laugh that closed Will’s own throat.



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