Chapter 63

James broke from the deep kiss, then lightly kissed Chris again before he moved to his side of the bed and sat up. “Call him. See what he wants.”

Chris sat up and made the call, then put it on speakerphone.

“If he breaks into an interview, just hang up,” James said.

Kedlin answered, his voice shaky and he sounded out of breath. “Something horrible has happened. I need your help.”

“What happened?”

“Nolan…oh God…just meet me at my house, 3247 South Wayfair.”

“I’ll be there soon.” Chris ended the call, then glanced at James. “Here we go again?”

“Let’s go find out.”

Chris dressed in jeans and a dark green T-shirt he grabbed from the top of the dresser. When he smoothed the shirt down, he caught James grinning at him. “This is your shirt, isn’t it?”

James slid his hand over Chris’s chest. “Looks good.”

Chris kissed him.

James clipped a gun holster to his belt and then pulled his blue T-shirt over it. “Ready?”

“Yes. I’ll text Dylan and Ron in the elevator.”