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Thanks for the kind words. If it wasn't for this sight I would have never continued this story or published. I will always be grateful. Thanks for reading.🤗
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Thank you for the love. I'm glad you enjoyed it and I promised when I finished with editing and publishing it. I will get to work on the next story. 😀
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On the way home Adam stopped at the local bakery and purchased six assorted cupcakes for Patrick, Mia and himself. The car rental was good until the next day, so he didn’t have to leave Patrick alone once Paul picked up Mia. He parked in front of his building and went inside, using the stairs. When he entered the apartment, he saw Raoul and Drucilla Valdez in his living room with Patrick and Mia. Raoul saw Adam first. Patrick eyed his father getting to his feet, then saw Adam. He jumped up
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Adam went downstairs. He left Mia a spare key as he locked the front door. He had a rental car delivered. A 1966 black Ford Mustang. He observed the car amongst Raoul Valdez’s collection. And he wanted to give it a spin. He drove to the police station after receiving a phone call from AJ, telling him Jennifer Martin asked to speak to him. In any normal case, he would refuse, but he needed answers and closure. He waited in the interrogation room, his back to the door. Someone entered. Adam
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The police car stopped in front of his door. During the ride, Patrick had fallen asleep. Adam, thank the officers and awoke Patrick, helping him inside. They rode the elevator up to the third floor, staring at one another, saying nothing. When the door opened, Adam picked Patrick up and carried him to the bedroom and into the bathroom, placing him on his feet. Still without words, Adam helped him undress then ran a shower making sure the temperature wasn’t too hot. He helped Patrick in and waite
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Adam caught up with Patrick and his captors. He watched from a distance as the woman shoved Patrick to the front, making him take the lead. He knew where they were going. To the grave where Gavin died? For Adam to get there first, he had to widen his circle to get around them, which meant he would lose sight of Patrick. Keep breathing, my friend. The voice rang in his ear. Why he was hearing the voice, Adam didn’t know, but he followed their advice as he took deep breaths and released the
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Adam had changed his clothes and stuffed some supplies into a shoulder bag. If his theory was right, he had enough time to reach Patrick. He loaded his gun and locked up his building heading downstairs. The Hitch driver waited for him one last time. He told the Hitch driver where he wanted to go to where it all began. The same deformed tree that brought Patrick to him beside the cemetery the locals called Hell’s Gate. Adam considered going to the gate Gavin showed Patrick how to get in but felt
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Sorry about that I must of mixed up the time release. Chapter 49 is up.
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😂 I was waiting for someone to catch that. 🤩
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“Hey Patrick, where are my keys?” Patrick stepped out of the bedroom wearing nothing but a tee shirt. He crossed his arms and leaned on the door entrance, staring at his absent minded boyfriend who’s back was to him. “They’re in the same spot you always leave them.” “And where is that?” he asked, not turning around. Patrick walked up, hugging him from behind. “In the bowl, silly.” Patrick pressed his cheek against the strong back, he laid against an hour ago. “Why
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AJ received Adam’s text and conveyed his theory to Artie, who stood in the security office trying to figure out who had control over the elevator. “I hate to admit it, but Potter’s onto something. I’ll contact the detectives in Martin’s hometown to go question his parents. We’ll go to, Amanda Grieves apartment. Where’s Potter now?” Artie asked. “He’s going back to his office.” “Good.” “Did you find anything here?” “Nothing. They don’t have a clue how one of their e
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A ledge saved him. Adam clawed at whatever he could to stop his descent. He breathed a sigh of relief when he stopped plunging. He tried to get his bearings failing a few times before he got a foot hold. The door opened overhead and AJ leaned down, holding his hand out. “Adam, grab my arm.” Adam saw AJ wasn’t alone as other officers held onto the detective as he leaned down. He grasped onto AJ’s arm as he’s pulled to safety. “The killer was controlling the elevator,” he said,
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Everyone watched as Arnold the giant rolled the dice. He gambled he’s able to leap over a pit of killer puppies. His roll landed on a 2. “You tripped on a rock and fall into the pit. The puppies with toxic saliva lick you to death,” Mia said sitting back exasperated by her group. “Why in the world did you all try to jump that pit? Except for Dom the ghost who, might I say could have floated over it. But no, instead you dived in headfirst and was the first to die,” “I couldn’t help it
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Adam moved in the fake Amanda Grieves direction, hoping to catch up with her. She played him for a fool and wanted answers. He found a directory and checked to see what floor she could have gone. Maybe the third floor. He wondered, pressing the button for the elevator. When one arrived, Adam waited as several people stepped off before he boarded. The doors closed just when his cell rang. The caller ID said Unknown, and his gut said to answer. He pressed the green icon. “Hello.” “Step aside
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Yes we are.
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Adam found Justin surrounded by a cubicle curtain resting with his leg bandaged and his arm in a sling. He stepped to his assistant and friend and touched his hand. He never knew how long Justin’s lashes were, as they fluttered open. “Justin,” he said in a soft voice. Justin opened his eyes, seeing Adam. “Hey, boss,” he smiled. “How are you? Stupid question.” “High.” Adam laughed at his comment. “It’s the morphine it won’t last long.” “Don’t bum me out.” “Sorr
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As Patrick fought off Tony. He remembered his toxic relationship with Gavin. The threats, manipulation, abuse, Patrick didn’t want to face it again as he tried to open the car door. “Where’re you going?” Tony said, clasping Patrick from behind and pulling him back. “Come on, let’s have some fun,” he said it close to Patrick’s ear where he could feel his breath. Patrick jerked an elbow back, catching his ribcage. Something Adam taught him when they play wrestled. Tony grunted from the pain,
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Patrick walked the path leading to his exit point beyond the gate. He checked to be sure the overgrowth still blocked the camera. He continued his walk, going to their indoor pool house to have a swim before movie night with his parents. The Spanish decorum reflected an old world mixed with modernism. The house had an Olympic size pool with a hot tub/Jacuzzi and waterfall. A tall window showed the infinity pool outside and the picturesque view of the majestic mountains. Patrick stripped n
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Adam and AJ entered the waiting room, finding Ethan with a police officer. AJ spoke with the officer in private as Adam spoke to Ethan. “Is there any word on Justin’s condition?” “They won’t tell me anything.” “Okay, I’ll find out.” Adam walked to the nurse’s station. “Excuse me, my name is Adam Potter I need information on Justin Shi’s.” The nurse stared at her computer screen, then back at Adam. “Are you a relation?” “I’m his emergency contact.” “They’re sti
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Patrick took the stairs the servants used to move about the house to the lower level to find Tony. He could have easily asked Carlos, but he didn’t want his parents finding out he was going out. With luck, he found him walking alone, headed in the kitchen’s direction. A delicious smell shepherd’s pie filled the hallway, reminding Patrick he hadn’t eaten since last night. Tony caught sight of Patrick, and a wicked grin spread on his face. “Good afternoon, Young Valdez,” Tony said, in
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AJ drove Artie’s car. Adam rode shotgun. The siren screeched as cars pulled out of their way. Adam’s theory was a hunch, but after what happened to Artie, AJ could not ignore the possibility of Justin being the next victim. Two police cruisers followed as AJ called it in to dispatch. Adam kept calling Justin’s cell but got no response or voicemail, which worried him more. They arrived, stopping in front of the now closed Gentlemen’s club. Adam jumped out of the car. AJ called
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Justin stood in his tub taking a shower, washing his hair as he listened to music at full volume. Soap covered his hair and shoulders as the spraying water washed it down his slippery body. Soap ran across his closed eyes as he held his face under the falling water to rinse the soap away. He didn’t notice someone entered the bathroom until they pull the curtain opened. Justin looked unstunned at Ethan, standing naked and aroused. Broad shoulder, dreadlock hair touching his lower back, tone bronz
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Patrick entered a side room with soft lights and two small sofas with a sand garden between them. Patrick sat with his knee’s half bent. Thrilled that Mia called him back after leaving several voice mails. He knew she was busy with her new relationship with Paul and helping him with the Potter families next event. But their dungeons and dragons meeting was soon, and Mia was the game master. She missed their last meeting, and they had to cancel it, Mia swore she’d be at the next one and book the
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Adam sat in the backseat of a car, resting his head back as he’s driving back to his apartment. He declined Drucilla’s offer to stay for breakfast since Patrick refused to come out of his room. He tried calling him, but remembered AJ took his cell. Instead, he wrote him a note and asked Drucilla to give it to him. His cell rang, and he’d hoped it was Patrick but saw AJ’s caller ID. He considered not answering but was bored. As he talked to his ex, he avoided telling him about this accident.
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Detective AJ and Artie entered Gavin Martin’s apartment, going straight to the bedroom. The corpus removed and sent to the morgue, leaving behind a blood stain impression. “We should get an ID on the head, the body, and blood by the end of the day,” Artie said. “What do you think the message on the corpus’s chest was for?” AJ asked. “He will be next. Patrick Valdez was supposed to read that.” “We have to give Adam the head’s up.” “Yeah, but first I want to look at t
