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killer was caught before they hanged him for it, he would need to rethink his sexual choices. Maybe Richard was right. Maybe being alone was his whole problem. He shook his head, not in the mood to deal with any of this emotional crap at that exact moment, not with his neck on the line. The door swung open and sure enough, it was the luscious cop. He looked at the ceiling. I don t need this right now. Composing his expression to a blank slate, he lowered his head, and looked the man dead-on in the eyes. He d found he d been able to unnerve anyone with that stare. However, www.total-e-bound.com ARRESTING BEHAVIOUR Morticia Knight 38 it didn t seem to be working so well all of a sudden. The cop looked right back at him, clearly trying to hold that little curling smile at bay, the sexy dimple on his cheek threatening to appear at any moment. Well fuck me. Sensing a challenge, Quinn readied himself for the first parry. He would wait the guy out, not appear to be interested in anything he had to say, not ask direct questions, but allow him to spill his secrets. Quinn s gaze narrowed, and the man gave him one quick peek at the dimple, then peered down at his notes before he sat right across from him in the tiny room. If Quinn stretched his long legs out, surely he would be able to hook his ankle around the cop s foot. The thought of such an intimate touch with the officer caused Quinn to shiver a little, as if someone had just walked over his grave. Chilly? The cop glanced up from the papers he was so fascinated with, using just his eyes. He didn t answer. He needed to stick to his strategy. Finally, he set the papers down and leant back in his metal chair, the epitome of relaxation. Ooh, he s good. I ll just have to be better. Quinn never let his stare waver. But neither did the cop. Well, Quinn Verdugo, I m Detective Jake Gutierrez. It just so happens that my partner and I were assigned to The Bondage Butcher case. Detective? They haul them in young around here. Which is why I m so interested in speaking with you today. It seems your boyfriend Cole thinks you might have something to do with these murders. He was so convinced, in fact, that he called us to come and save him since he thought you were luring him into the desert to tie and slice him up. I don t know if you normally tie him up he didn t say but maybe he just wasn t into the slicing part. What do you think? He s not my boyfriend. What the fuck am I doing Shut up! Oh, really? Because he insists that you two are quite the item. I think he even hinted that he might be moving in with you on the rez pretty soon, maybe have a little commitment ceremony& Bullshit. www.total-e-bound.com ARRESTING BEHAVIOUR Morticia Knight 39 This guy was provoking him. He needed to keep it together. Gritting his teeth, Quinn broke the stare. He had to. He wanted to tell this cop or detective that Cole meant nothing to him, that he was just a lay and nothing more. He was having an inner battle to keep from spilling his guts to this Jake guy, for some bizarre reason not wanting him to think he had ties to anyone. Ridiculous. He s probably married with eight kids for all I know. Quinn was seriously pissing himself off, and needed to get back in control of things. But he was tired all of a sudden. It was exhausting trying to keep his feelings clamped down deep inside him all the time. All of those emotions were like a long-dormant volcano building up to an inevitable explosion. There were the endless dalliances with young men whom he forbade himself to feel any connection with although he knew he purposely picked ones where there wasn t any danger of that. There was all the guilt and rage over the killings of his lovers. And finally, there were the recent stirrings of something whenever he thought about or looked at this so-called detective. He wanted to pick up one of the hinky chairs, and bash it until it no longer resembled any piece of furniture. Instead, he looked back at the man. Just tell me what you want from me so I can get the hell out of here. He said it with such vitriol, and yet, he hoped that the detective Jake didn t think it was directed at him. Quinn was sensing he might be in trouble with this guy, the kind that he wasn t used to. Okay, that s fair. Jake nodded as if they were negotiating over the price of a used car. Like they were being gentlemen about things and not discussing whether or not Quinn had recently murdered a man he d been intimate with at a seedy motel. I just want to know what the significance was when you impaled John s head through his mouth to the bed at that motel. It must have been something to see the expression of a man you d once made love to just before the butcher knife severed his spinal cord. Suddenly, Quinn couldn t catch his breath. He had no idea what his expression was anymore, and he didn t care. All of his shields crashed down at the detective s statement about John. He saw John in his mind s eye, knowing what terror, the kind, but misguided man must have felt at that moment. He thought he might actually be sick. Impaled his head? That s what& fuck no John, no& www.total-e-bound.com ARRESTING BEHAVIOUR Morticia Knight 40 Quinn looked down, shoulders slumped. Jake had beaten him, the cops had won. He wondered if he had nothing left with which to protect himself against their soulless ways. If they believed he had done these awful things, then his spirit was not pure. He had led these poor men to their deaths somehow. Something he had done to someone along the way had created these horrifying events, and he would never forgive himself. He had nothing left to fight for. Except to get revenge on the monster that did this. Quinn lifted his head with new determination, and stared directly into Jake s eyes, his emotions once again caged. Jake had been silent this entire time, he must have been considering Quinn s reaction. There was a pause where neither of them spoke, and Quinn had the impression that Jake was mulling something over in his mind. Then the detective brought his voice down low, and leaned towards him. If there were other officers watching the interrogation, and it was being taped, then it was likely that what the man was about to say wouldn t be picked up. You want to get him, don t you? Jake said in a whisper. Quinn inhaled sharply. Was this a trick, or did the detective really believe he was innocent? He kept his voice just as low. What are you getting at? Let me help you. Give me the names of every man you ve been with, and let me figure out who really did this. Quinn frowned. It seemed very risky to talk to any cops, let alone this tempting detective, but he was wavering on his resolve. Something told him that this man was true. He still imagined he could feel his spirit that it was pure and different from any other he [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ] |