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    Book of all kinds, I will read anything once. Traveling one day in my life time. Writing everyday of life and enjoying all the flavors of this world.

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  1. I have left it for to late. So nothing fancy this time, I want to wish you a Happy Birthday and hope that you had a great day.


    Take care


    (remember 52 is only a number)

    1. keyisfake



      I didn't go out yesterday because of the heat so I worked on the outline for my next book. I am going out today to have some fun. 

      It's true 52 is only a number so I won't let it stop me from my dream to publish one day.

      Thanks for sticking with me.


  2. Happy Birthday!

    1. keyisfake


      Thank you, thank you.😁

      I'm having a great day.

  3. keyisfake

    Chapter 39

    Thanks you. Adam was in over his head and if he had more control over his mind he would have tried to shut the town down. here's a hint, this town will return in the series and Adam will be more prepared. Not the next two or three books but it will return. Thanks for commenting and I'm glade you enjoy this. I'm still planning out the next one. I want it to be more upbeat.
  4. Also I see I have new readers of my stories so I like to welcome all of them.

  5. Thanks for your reactions and love. This one was dark so I'm going to try and make the next one a lite hearted one. Adam's parents will be meeting Patrick's. 


  6. keyisfake

    Chapter 39

    When Patrick awoke the next day, he got to see Adam’s fresh new injuries. His first instinct was to panic and wake Adam, demanding he explain what had happened to him. But he realized Adam might be too exhausted and didn’t want to get into explaining the past night's events. He was the one who told him to go help Yuri find Jamie even if Yuri was blackmailing him. Adam’s arm rest over his waist and didn’t stir when he moved it and got out of bed. Tugging on the tee shirt he had on the night before, Patrick moved to the kitchen wanting to make coffee. He filled a pitcher with water and poured it into the coffee maker, but he didn’t pay attention to how much he needed, and it overflowed. He used a tea towel to mop up the mess and dropped it into the sink. He grabbed the container marked coffee, measuring out scoops. He didn’t know how much Adam used so to be sure he used fifteen. He turned it on and went to work on breakfast. He opened the refrigerator to find eggs, no meat, no bread, leftover pizza. Patrick took out the eggs and found a bowl cracking each them fishing out pieces of shells. He grabbed a skillet and turned on the heat. “Okay, I need to season the eggs,” he said reaching for the salt and pepper, then remembered Adam liked a certain spice in his eggs. He rummaged through the spices looking for it, forgetting he had the skillet on. “I remember, it’s dill.” He found the spice and turned to find Adam standing behind him taking an overheated pan to the sink. “Adam, what are you doing? I want to make you breakfast.” Adam grabbed and kissed him. “First, good morning.” “Good morning.” “You look, so beautiful.” “Well, thank you,” Patrick smiled. “And you look like—you don’t want to talk about last night.” “I don’t.” “Did you find Jamie?” “Yes.” “He’s with Yuri?” “Yes.” “Adam, I need to tell you something about Yuri…” “There’s no need to. He pretty much told me everything.” “Everything?” “Yeah.” “Adam, I can explain.” “No.” “What?” “We’re going to take a shower, then I’m going to take you to breakfast, and then we’re going to take another look at our new house.” “But Adam, I need to explain.” “Patrick, things happened that can never be explained. Even if you wanted to. We’re going to have to just let the past be in the past. I kept my promise and came home.” “It’s what I wanted.” Then come shower with me and let’s enjoy the day.” The coffee maker started brewing and when Adam turned to look he saw thick sludge drizzling into the pot. He looked back at Patrick who seemed perplex by the sight. “I’ll go warm up the water.” Patrick raced off leaving Adam shaking his head. ************** Patrick walked further inside towards the breakfast nook through the kitchen. The room had a cozy feel with a rustic paneled window where he would put their table for two. The view of the garden was tranquil and inviting. Adam walked up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist hugging him. We did it,” Adam said. “Yeah, we did.” Patrick continued to look at the view. “Any regrets?” “Not when it comes to you.” “You’re the only man who ever wanted to take a chance with me. The rest only wanted…” Adam stopped him by kissing him. “Never believe I think less of you. I love you.” “I love you too.” Then Adam picked Patrick up in a bear hug, causing him to cry out with laughter. “Then no more doubts,” he ordered, smiling. “Okay, okay, no more doubts.” Adam lowered him down and kissed him again. “You know, we should christen our new home.” “Which room?” “All of them.” “We don’t have time for that now.” “Right, then one room.” “Here?” “No, keep guessing,” Adam said, taking Patrick’s coat off, then his own, dropping them to the floor. He took Patrick’s hand and pulled him into the kitchen. “Okay.” Patrick wondered why Adam dropped their coats to the floor but played along. “The kitchen then.” “Nope, wrong again.” This time Adam tugged off his own shirt and removed Patrick’s, dropping them to the floor, pulling him out of the room and into the hallway. Adam bent down and untied Patrick’s shoes and his own, then rose up. “We should leave our shoes here.” “Oh really?” Patrick said, watching Adam kick off his shoes. “Come on, your turn.” Patrick copied him and again Adam tugged him out of the hallway to a connected room. “Okay,” Patrick said. “The living room would be nice.” “Buzz, wrong again.” Adam reached for Patrick’s pants and began undoing them. “Adam, I’m going to run out of clothes soon.” Adam ignored him, he helped Patrick out of his pants exposing his sky-blue briefs, that hugged his ass. Then he removed his own, stepping out wearing tight black boxers. Again, Adam took Patrick’s hand and led him upstairs into the largest of the three bedrooms. “The bedroom?” asked Patrick. “A bit cliché isn’t it?” Adam smiled at him as he shook his head no. “Come on Adam, we’re down to our underwear.” “No, we’re not.” Patrick followed Adam’s gaze and saw that they both had socks on. “Allow me,” Patrick said, placing his hand on Adams shoulder and with his free one he pulled off his socks, then he kneeled and took off Adam’s socks for him. He stood back up and held out his hand to Adam, who grabbed it and walked him into the Master bathroom. The room was half the size of his bathroom at his parent’s home, but it did have a private bathtub, separate from the stand-alone shower and a view of the garden below. “So, you have one more guess,” Adam said. “Oh, well, let’s see, could it be here?” “Ding, ding, ding. We have a winner.” Adam said, reaching for the hem of Patrick’s undies. “Adam, we can’t take a shower, or a bath, there’s no towels.” “We’re not getting wet from water.” Patrick grinned as he stepped close and place his thumbs between Adam’s hem line and skin. They both removed the other’s underwear pushing them past their thighs and allowing to drop to the floor. They never took their eyes off each other. When they step out of their last piece of garment Patrick could see Adam’s intentions, hunger, lust. Adam grabbed him and pulled him into a breathtaking kiss. Patrick could feel Adam’s hands moving all over him, fondling any part that would make Patrick moan. Adam’s lips moved from Patrick’s mouth to his neck along his shoulder. He kissed and bit as Patrick struggled in his grip his rigid cock bumped against Adam, causing longing sensations to run rampant through his body. Adam sucked each of his nipples as he kneeled and stroked his cock and balls. Patrick gasped out when Adam took him into his mouth. The feeling of heat and wetness kept Patrick captive as Adam’s tongue and mouth bathed Patrick in ecstasy. Adam suddenly stopped and rose, grabbing Patrick and moving him to the window making him face it. He saw their private garden below as Adam pressed against his back and whispered into his ear, kissing his lobe as he breathed heavily. “My bathroom window was the first place I saw you. The first time my cock wanted to be inside you,” Adam said. “I was fixing my hair in the mirror.” “That’s right and I was putting in a screen.” “Oh, is that what you were doing?” Adam grind his cock against Patrick’s ass. “Well, afterward I did have to relieve some stress.” “Do you have any lube?” “No need, I have my own.” Adam bent down and saturated Patrick’s velvet passage, using his fingers to relax his entrance Patrick moaned as Adam stood up. “Feel that baby?” “Oh, yes.” “Now feel this.” Adam slid his cock into Patrick’s ass slow until Patrick relaxed around him. He increased his thrusts holding him in place against his chest. He reached around and pumped his cock while pounding into him with great determination until he spilled his seed deep inside him. “That was nice,” Patrick said in a shaky voice. “Who said I was done.” Adam turned Patrick around and lifted him up. “Straddle me,” he ordered. Patrick wrapped his legs and arms around Adam as he reentered him. “Fuck, you’re still hard,” he said, as Adam gain deeper penetration. Patrick couldn’t say words as he’s bounced by his lover. “Oh, so nice, I can feel all of me inside you.” Adam walked him over to the sink and sat him down as he continued his advance. After a while Adam shook from satisfaction as he waited until his cock slipped from its confined space. Dropping to his knees he deep throated him. Patrick’s voice echoed the room until he shot down his throat. Adam drained him until he was empty then stood up. “Now that was nice.” “You’re a very passionate man, Adam Potter.” “You bring out the best in me.” Adam helped him to his feet and they caught their breath. “I can’t believe we bought a house, together,” Patrick said, kissing Adam. “We sure did.” “We can have dinner parties.” “Whatever you want.” Patrick’s smile vanished causing concern in Adam. “What’s wrong?” “Adam, I just unpacked. Now I have to repack to unpack again?” he groaned. Adam rolled his eyes. “You’ll be all right, we’ll do it together.” “Okay. You know what, I don’t care. We’re taking the next step and I couldn’t be happier. I love you.” “I love you more.” THE END
  7. keyisfake

    Chapter 38

    Adam knew not to park his jeep in plain sight. He found a hiding place behind an abounded factory. A large tarp he found crumpled up against a wall cover most of his jeep and used fallen panels to cover the rest. He studied the compressed damage to his rear fender, his license plate hung by one screw. The shattered back window looked more like a jigsaw puzzle missing piece. Yuri stood off watching the road, ordered by Adam, which was fine with him. He was not in the mood for manual labor. On the ground was an overgrowth of wildflowers and weeds joined by displaced gravel from the factory. Despite how run down the area was, Yuri noticed no graffiti on the walls or any garbage. Which was unusual since warehouses would be appealing to teenagers to make mischief. Adam walked up beside Yuri and glanced around. “Okay, we’re walking from here. We’re not far from Jamie’s stepfather’s house.” Adam said, handing Yuri a knapsack. Yuri looked inside the bag seeing the teaser and stun guns. “Do you have your gun?” Yuri asked. “Of course.” “Can I carry it?” “You’ve ever fired a gun?” “Yes.” “Then you should have brought your own.” Adam walked off, leaving Yuri to narrow his eyes at the detective. He removed two weapons and place one in his left and right coat pocket looping the bag on his shoulder and followed. Beyond the field, they entered a wooded area, walking for fifteen minutes when they came out to a quiet neighborhood of single homes with a detached garage. The setting sun made the horizon glow with red and gold, which reassured Adam of the sunsets he will get to share with Patrick at their new home. Relieved, he remembered the address Cole gave him and located the house two doors down. He also noticed an SUV parked in the driveway. “Come on we need to get out of sight,” Adam said, just as the neighbors were backing out of their driveway leaving. Adam took the opportunity to go around back. He gestured for Yuri to remain quiet as he moved to a side window. He looked in and saw Seth standing in the living room wearing his coat talking to another male. The man seemed familiar to Adam, but he couldn’t place his face. Seth turned and left, then they heard a vehicle start. “Stay here,” Adam whispered to Yuri as he moved to the front of the house. He kept low and saw the sheriff SUV driving off. He returned to Yuri and removed a taser from his coat pocket Yuri did the say. “Move fast and try not to make too much noise. We need to take him down fast just in case others are in there.” Yuri nodded in agreement. Adam peeked into the window again and saw the man watching TV. His back was to Adam. They moved to the back door and Adam considered if he should pick the lock, but the way the town was, he changed his mind and slowly turned the door knob which opened without trouble or any sound. Adam checked to make sure his taser and stun gun were ready to use. Then he nodded once at Yuri, who followed him inside. They made their way through the kitchen, down the hall, and to the entrance to the living room. The man continued to look at the television, unaware they were behind him. Adam took aim with his taser and was about to fire when a voice interrupted him. “Father are you down here?” Adam and Yuri froze and looked towards the familiar voice. It was Jamie dressed in waiter’s uniform, standing the stairs in confusion. Adam looked back at his target, who was standing and rushing towards him. Adam activated his taser and the prongs launched towards the stampeding male. “Yuri, go get Jamie,” Adam shouted. The prongs hit their point on target, but the man kept coming towards Adam, he tried to use his stun-gun, but the man grabbed Adam’s hand, stopping his advance and with the other hand he grabbed Adam’s neck in a choke hold tugging him forward into the living room. Yuri, unsure if he should leave Adam, saw Jamie turn at the bottom of the stairs and look directly at him. “Jamie are you alright?” Yuri said. “Who—who are you?” Yuri watched as a genuine fear washed over Jamie’s face. He took a few steps forward and could see Jamie shaking. “No, Jamie, don’t be afraid. We’re here to save you.” “Why are you calling me Jamie? My name is Christopher.” The panic in his voice cause concern for Yuri, who wanted to hug and comfort him. A loud crash caused him to look back and see Adam still struggling with the man. Yuri needed to help Adam. He turned back to Jamie. “Jamie, wait right there, I got to help Adam.” “No,” Jamie shouted as he turned to the front door. “Jamie, no, don’t go.” He hurried to stop him from opening the door, but when Jamie turned the handle he found the door locked. Jamie struggled, but looked back and saw him approaching from behind. He turned heel and raced up the stairs before Yuri could grab him. Adam had to drop the taser to grab the man’s hand that was choking him. He kicked at his shin and felt the grip loosen giving him a chance to bend two of the man’s fingers back. The cries of pain echoed in Adam’s ears as he pried the hand free from his throat. With a closed fist Adam punched his jaw and sent him staggering back. He jerked his wrist free and thrust the stun gun against the man’s neck, sending him to his knees. Dropping the weapon he delivered another blow to the man’s jaw knocking him out. Adam stood over the man waiting for him to move, but the body remain still. He collected himself, then gathered the man up and dragged him towards the basement. Yuri made it to Jamie’s bedroom door just before he could slam it close. “Jamie, please, let me talk to you.” “No, leave me alone,” he cried as he shoved at the door that Yuri managed to push open. Jamie moved to the window to call for help but Yuri caught him around the waist and pulled him to the bed, holding his wrists above his head and trapping his body beneath his own. “Jamie, I’m not going to hurt you, I just want to get you home.” “I am home,” Jamie cried. “No, remember you ran away.” “No.” “My name is Yuri Jen, we met when you hid in my car trying to run away from this town and your father.” “Why would I do that?” “You were scared of him.” “You’re crazy, I’d never leave my home or father.” Yuri realized there was no getting through to him when Adam walked in. “How is he?” Adam asked. “He doesn’t remember me,” Yuri said. “Let him up.” “What? He’ll try to run.” “Trust me, I know what will make him remember.” Adam stepped away from the door giving Jamie a clear path. Yuri was doubtful, but slowly got off Jamie releasing his wrist. Jamie sat up with caution watching Yuri move away from the bed. “I don’t know either of you,” Jamie said, standing. I need to go to work my father will be back soon.” “Really, I got the impression you thought he was downstairs,” Adam said. Jamie took his chance and tried to dart between the two men when Adam pulled out a taser and pressed it against Jamie’s chest sending him back. Yuri rushed and caught him before he hit the floor. “What the hell’s wrong with you Potter?” “Jamie told me this was the only way he was able to wake from his trance.” Jamie laid in Yuri’s arm shaking from the bolt of voltage coursing through his body. When his shaking stopped, he opened his eyes sluggishly and looked up at Yuri, who stare back with concern. “Yuri,” Jamie said. “Jamie, Jamie, are you okay? Are you hurt?” Jamie shook his head no. “You came back for me.” “Of course, I did. I would never leave you behind.” Yuri leans down and kissed Jamie while Adam looked on. He didn’t have it in his heart to break them up, but they still needed to get Jamie out of town before—Father finds out. “Sorry to break this up, but we need to go,” Adam said. Yuri and Jamie parted. “Adam, I didn’t know you were here. You came to help Yuri save me?” Adam was about to say Yuri was helping him, but let it drop. “Listen, the sun’s down so let’s get back to the jeep and get out of here.” “That I can agree with Detective Potter,” Yuri said. They hurried downstairs with Adam first, followed by Yuri holding Jamie’s hand. Adam tried the front door, finding it locked. This worried him. “Father locks me in when he goes out. How did you get in?” “We came through the back door,” Yuri said. “As I thought you would Mr. Jen,” Seth said, stepping into the hall from the living room with three of his men one of whom Adam tussled with. They all turned as Jamie hid behind Yuri. “Detective Potter, I must say I am not happy about your return, after I told you to stay away.” “My mom always told me I had a hard head,” Adam said, putting his hands behind his back. “We’re going to test that theory,” said the one Adam fought with. He noticed the bruise forming on the guys jaw the had dried blood from a cut lip. “Not today.” Adam pulled his gun and pointed at Seth but two of his men stepped in front of him. “Now I want you all to step aside so we can leave,” Adam ordered. “You’ll never get out of town with my boy,” Seth said. “We’ll see about that,” Adam said. “Now move.” “Let them by,” Seth ordered. “We’ll see them again.” Adam kept Yuri and Jamie behind him as they moved pass the men. They all exit the back door and Adam slammed it shut. He grabbed a shovel nearby and wedged it under the handle. “Stay close,” Adam said as they ran toward the woods to get back to his jeep. But more of Seth’s followers were waiting and saw them coming. “Change of plans.” Adam took a detour crossing an open field to get to the center of town. They came from behind a closed gas station. Adam checked for any familiar people moving about before heading in the direction of the diner. Yuri and Jamie stayed in step beside Adam as they passed several small businesses, card and candy, underground comics, crafts and clay, tea house, even a movie theater. “The diner is just ahead. Now listen, don’t say anything. Let me do the talking.” “Why?” “Hopefully it’s crowded, so we can stay unnoticed, until I can think of another way to the jeep.” “Fine.” Adam reached inside his coat and touched his gun first, then checked on his own taser in his side pocket. They reached the glass door just as someone was leaving. A male with a stocky physique, well-groomed appearance wearing firefighters, issued gear holding a slip of paper. He held the door opened for them. “Thanks,” Adam said, grabbing the door. The man said nothing in response as he continued walking away. They entered a busy dinner rush as they waited in line for the host. Adam remembered the host name being Shawn but this time there was another male in his place. A fresh face American native with light brown shoulder length hair. His slim frame matched his fellow co-workers. Adam looked around and saw Cole and Peter both serving tables. The clientele were more diverse with men, women, and a few children none over the age of a few months. The host worked quickly seating the guest and when he noticed Adam and Yuri he flashed a flirtatious smile at them then he noticed Jamie. “Welcome to WillowMoss diner, how many in your party?” He spoke in a soft, jovial tone that gained Adam and Yuri’s attention beside his divine looks and jewel eyes. Adam noticed his name tag read Dax. “Well, thank you, Dax,” Adam said, smiling back. “It’s just the three of us tonight.” “Christopher, I thought you were working tonight.” “Oh, well…” Jamie started, not sure what to say. “We’re old friends of Jamie—I mean Christopher. Father said it was all right for us to catch up,” Adam said. “Oh, well, would you prefer to sit at the counter which is no wait. Or a booth which will be a twenty-minute wait?” “The counter would be perfect.” Yuri could see Adam was flirting with the young man, why, he didn’t know. Dax gathered three menus and stepped from behind the podium. “If you would just follow me, I’ll get you seated,” Dax said still smiling. “Lead on,” Adam said. Yuri was not enjoying Adam’s behavior and felt sorry for Patrick, who believed his and Adam’s relationship was solid. They took their seats at the counter as Dax gave each of them a menu. “Your server will be with you in a moment,” Dax said. “Thank you, Dax,” Adam said with a crooked smile. Yuri saw that the response affected the young man who blushed from Adam’s attention as he walked off. “What the hell are you doing?” Yuri whispered, irritated with Adam’s behavior. “What’s your problem?” Adam asked, giving Yuri a sideways glance as he opened his menu. “Why are you flirting with him when you’re in a committed relationship with Patrick?” “One, I’m working, two, my relationship with Patrick is none of your business and three…” Adam stopped when he noticed Shawn coming out of the kitchen, who didn’t see any of them as he made a beeline to the podium where Dax stood. Yuri wondered why Adam stopped talking when he followed his gaze. “Is he important?” Adam asked. “Shawn is Father’s—favorite,” said Jamie. “What do you mean?” Yuri asked. “He doesn’t mean his drinking buddy. Jamie get him to come out back.” “Why?” Jamie asked. “He’s our ticket out of this town.” “But the taser won’t work on Shawn.” “I don’t need to taser him, I just need him. Now tell me where the back door is?” “It’s through the kitchen.” “Let’s go Yuri.” “I’m not leaving Jamie.” “It’s okay Yuri, I’ll be fine,” Jamie said, squeezing Yuri’s arm. “This is crazy,” Yuri said, not wanting to let Jamie out of his sight. “It’s the only way Yuri. He’ll be fine now that he’s back.” “Adam’s right, I can do.” But before Adam and Yuri could leave, their waiter came up. “Hi, I’m Finn and I’ll be your waiter,” said a young Latino with deep green eyes bronze skin and the stander lean body like the others working at the diner. “It’s okay Finn, they’re only in here asking about the town. I told them to go to City Hall.” “Oh, okay,” Finn said, about to walk away. “Oh, one more thing Finn can we go out your back door, we parked out there,” Adam asked. “That shouldn’t be a problem right Finn?” Jamie asked. “No, I guess not. I’ll show you the way.” “Thanks Finn, come on Yuri.” Adam got up and followed Finn. Yuri hesitated as he stared at Jamie still holding his hand. “It’s okay Yuri, I’ll follow you.” “I’ll wait one minute, then I’m coming back for you.” “I know.” Jamie wanted to kiss him again, but thought it best not to draw any more attention to them. Yuri follows Adam as Jamie moved towards Shawn. “Shawn,” Jamie said. “Christopher? I thought Father was keeping you home tonight?” “He changed his mind and said I could come to work, but he wants to talk to you first. He’s out back and told me to bring you to him.” Shawn had no reason not to believe him, he and Christopher were close once. “Okay, let’s go,” Shawn said. While Patrick and Shawn headed for the back, out front Father’s SUV pulled up. Shawn followed Jamie, who made sure to shut the door behind them once in the alleyway. Stacked wooden crates and pallets kept Adam and Yuri hidden until Jamie shut the door. “So, where’s Father, Christopher?” asked Shawn, turning to him. “That’s not my name anymore Shawn.” “What?” “My name’s Jamie.” A stunned Shawn realized Jamie wasn’t under Father’s influence. “Father’s not coming, is he?” “We need your help Shawn.” Shawn didn’t need to ask who we, were. He turned and tried to run when Adam stepped out from behind the crates blocking his escape. “Don’t make this difficult,” Adam said. “We just need your help to get out of town.” “What makes you think I’ll help you?” Shawn said. “Why are you so devoted to that mad man?” Yuri asked. “He’s not mad. Everyone loves him,” Shawn yelled back. “With mind control,” Yuri said. “No, Father cleanses our mind to open our eyes to the mistakes of humanity.” “Enough, we don’t have much time. We need to get to my jeep,” Adam said. “Where is it?” asked Jamie. “I parked it behind an abandoned warehouse.” “You’ll never make it there,” Shawn said. “Never underestimate me,” Adam said. He pulled out a taser and showed it to Shawn. “This is on the highest level., If you try to call out for help, or make a run for it, I’ll hit you with it. Unless, you don’t mind being slung over my shoulder?” Shawn said nothing in response as Adam grabbed his arm, pulling him down the alley with Yuri and Jamie following. A moment later, Seth pushed opened the back door who Dax told him Shawn went with Christopher to go find him. “Pan out and find them,” ordered Seth. “Should we do an all-points bulletin, Father?” asked one of his deputies. “Yes.” The man went back to the SUV and radio the message to the switchboard to have the word of the fugitives broadcasted over the radio and TV. They stayed off the main street as they made their way back to the gas station. They moved down a quiet block with high bushes as Shawn struggled in Adam’s grip when his fingers dug into his arm. “What did I tell you about fighting?” Adam barked at Shawn tugging him close to him. “You’re hurting my arm,” Shawn said. “Then keep up the pace.” “I don’t want to leave,” Shawn said in a sob. “We're not taking you with us Shawn,” Jamie said. “We just need Father to let us leave town.” “He’ll let them leave town if you stay.” “No, I want to be free and out from under Father’s thumb.” “You don’t know how good you have it here.” “Being controlled is not having it good,” Yuri said. “Father loves Christopher,” Shawn said. “Funny, I would assume you would want Christopher out of the picture,” Adam said. “Why would I want to see Father unhappy not having his son around?” Shawn asked. “Well, Jamie has monopolized Father’s time. Which meant less time with you?” Shawn said nothing which told Adam he was right. “Listen, when we get to my jeep without any problem, I promise to let you go.” “Really?” “But Adam, we need him,” Jamie said. “I can get us out of town without him. So, do we have a deal?” Shawn thought it over and nodded his head. “Okay, but we need to get a car. Father will have an APB out on us then everyone in town will be looking for us.” “Any suggestions?” “Any car will do. They all have keys inside them.” “What?” “The town is safe, no one commits crimes here. If they do, it’s dealt with right away.” Adam saw a four-door sedan and walked up to the driver side door looking into the window. The keys to the car were in the ignition. He tried the door and it opened without trouble. “Let’s go, Jamie you and Shawn in the backseat.” Once inside Adam handed Jamie the taser. “If he tries anything use it.” “Okay,” Jamie said, glancing at Shawn. Adam started the car and drove to their destination. He tried not to speed so not to draw any attention. But he soon found out they were on to them. He glanced into the rearview mirror at Shawn. “All the cars have GPS, don’t they?” Adam asked not needing an answer as Shawn remained quiet. Sirens flashed from behind as Adam increased speed trying to outrun them. Two police cruisers were gaining on them as Adam tried to prevent them from passing. “There’s the field, hang on we’re going through it.” Adam turned the car off the road and headed straight for the warehouse in the distance. He hit a dip that jerked the car sideways, but Adam was able to regain control. A cry came from the back seat. Yuri turned thinking it was Jamie, but he saw Shawn holding his head crying out in pain. “What is it, did he hit his head?” Yuri asked. “I don’t think so,” Jamie said, dropping the taser and grabbing Shawn, who dropped his head on Jamie’s lap still crying out. “What’s happening to him? He’s in pain,” Jamie cried. Adam listened to the panic in Jamie’s voice as Shawn’s screams echoed in his ears. Then he knew what he had to do. He turned the car around and headed back the other way. “Adam, what are you doing?” Yuri yelled. “We’re almost there.” “He’s suffering because we’re taking him from the town,” Adam said. “How do you know it’s not a trick?” “We’re going to find out.” Adam hit the same bump and in seconds Shawn’s cries melted away to a whimper then silence. “He passed out,” Jamie said. “And he’s stop holding his head. Adam slammed on the breaks and slid to a stop as the vehicle circled him. He put the car in park and looked back at Jamie. “I’m sorry.” “Don’t be, you saved his life.” “You did the right thing,” Yuri said. They watched as armed men surrounded them. Adam raised his hand and Yuri copied him, as the men opened their doors, and pulled them from the car forcing them to kneel. Jamie got out on his own as one of the firefighters checked on Shawn. Father climbed out of his SUV and hurried over to Shawn. “Is he alright?” he demanded. “Yes, Father, he’s unconscious, but he’s fine.” “Get him into my truck.” “What happened to him?” Jamie asked. Father looked at him, but didn’t respond, instead he walked over to Adam and Yuri. “First, take Christopher to the truck, I don’t want him to hear or see this.” “What, no, Father—no. I’ll stay with you if you let them go.” “Jamie, no,” Yuri said. “Don’t stop fighting him.” Someone struck Yuri in the face to quiet him as Jamie’s dragged off and locked in the back seat of Seth’s SUV with Shawn. Once Seth was sure Jamie couldn’t hear “I need to show you something Detective Potter. It’s something that will interest you both.” One of Seth’s men held a tablet in front of Adam. “This is a live feed.” He started the stream and Adam watched as a camera moved around a room. “Does this look familiar to you, detective?” Adam saw the room as just a room, then he started to recognize it as his own apartment. The camera moved about showing the kitchen, the living room and then it led to the bedroom. There, someone laid asleep and as the camera got closer Adam saw Patrick sound asleep. “What is this?” Adam demanded, trying to stand, but two men grab him and Yuri and held them in place. “Keep watching detective, it gets better.” Justin steps into view, smiling at the camera before climbing onto the bed lying beside Patrick. Justin is handed a container that’s labeled gasoline. Without opening it Justin pretended to pour it all over Patrick. “No,” Adam cried, struggling, as the tablet’s moved away. “My, that would not be a pretty sight if that scenario was played out.” “He’s not part of this. Patrick knows nothing.” “I know. But you don’t know how to listen. I need to be sure you will listen this time. And I want you to be sure that Patrick is not the only one you love we can reach. Troy and Anton, your parents and brothers are in my reach so don’t test me detective. My world will be undisturbed. Understood?” “Yes,” Adam said defeated. “And how about you Mr. Jen? Do I have your word?” “Yes,” Yuri said, not hesitating. “Good. You both can stand now.” The men pulled them to their feet. A vehicle came up stopping just behind them. “Your jeep is right there and you’re free to leave.” They released Adam and Yuri. Adam turned and saw his jeep but couldn’t understand why Seth was letting him go again. “You sacrificed yourself to save Shawn. So, I’m returning the gesture, an eye for an eye.” “You mean he would have died?” asked Yuri. “Never mind that. If either of you speak of this to anyone, I promise I will come for Patrick and you will never see him again. Understood?” “Yes,” they both said. “Oh, and one more thing,” Seth said, looking back at his man guarding his SUV. “Let Christopher out.” Without question, the door opened, and Jamie climbed out. “Come here son.” Seth waved for him to approach. Jamie moved over to his father all the while looking at Yuri with tears in his eyes. Seth wiped his son’s tears away and smiled down at him. “My biggest regret is that I was too lenient with you, but that’s my mistake. You’re older now and I shouldn’t dictate where you want to be. If you want to go with Yuri Jen, then I won’t stop you, but you can never return to us. Is that what you want, to leave your family?” “I love Yuri.” “I hope that’s not one sided.” Seth leaned in and kissed Jamie on the forehead before letting him go to Yuri. Jamie ran into Yuri’s arms holding him tight. “Don’t forget what conspired here, gentlemen.” “What about Justin and Ethan?” Adam asked. “They’re on their way home as we speak and free from me. They will not remember anything that happened so don’t try to remind them.” Seth walked away, and his men copied his moves and they all boarded their vehicles and drove off. In silence Yuri and Jamie climbed into Adam’s backseat as he climbed into the driver’s seat. Yuri had offered to drive, but Adam wouldn’t have it. He needed to be in control as they passed the welcome sign to the town and on route to the City. When they arrived, Adam dropped Yuri and Jamie off at a hotel and he hurried to his building. It was after midnight when Adam climbed his stairs to his apartment and rushed to his bed where Patrick lay untouched. He needed a shower, but he couldn’t take his eyes off the sleeping figure. He stripped and climbed into bed, gathering the warm naked body close to his. Patrick shifted in his hold as he took a deep breath, feeling Adam’s breath on his neck. His eyes shot open and he turned to face Adam shock to see him. “You’re here,” Patrick said, touching his face in the dark not seeing the new bruises and cuts in place of the old ones. “Where else would I be?” Adam said, kissing his mouth. “I was afraid you didn’t get my texts.” “I’m so glad you’re here.” “Me too.” “Are you, all right?” “Yes. I told my parent this is where I needed to be, with you. And I told them about the house.” “Our house.” “Our house.” “Patrick, we’re going to be okay. I’ll make sure of that.” “I know you will.” They kissed one last time before falling asleep in each other’s arms.
  8. keyisfake

    Chapter 37

    Adam played his radio while he kept his eyes on the road. Yuri sat with his eyes closed bundled up in his coat because of the missing window replaced with plastic. Adam had turned up the heat, but with the speed he was going it did little help. “I should stop for gas,” Adam said, checking his gas-gage. Yuri opened his eyes and sighed. “Wouldn’t it be best to wait until we reach the town?” Yuri asked. “No,” Adam said flatly. “If you only allowed me to take my car we wouldn’t have to stop.” Adam found Yuri’s tone a bit condescending as he looked at him. “Well, you also, could have done this by yourself.” “You’re saying you don’t want to help?” “I never said that. I just like doing things my own way. Driving my jeep relaxes me.” “Was your partner pleased with you leaving him?” “That really isn’t any of your business. But I am wondering, how did you know where to find me?” “Your assistant told me where you would be.” “And the Valdez’s guards just allowed you to pass because you needed to talk to me?” “I assume you already deduced my, connection, with the Valdez.” “All I want to know is, are you connected with Patrick?” Yuri never made eye contact as he tried to think over his answer before responding. “I knew the Valdez family for years. I’ve met Patrick while he was overseas.” Adam waited to hear more, but Yuri wasn’t forth coming. He gritted his teeth and clenched the steering wheel. Part of him wanted to know and another part of him already knew the answer. “Why didn’t Patrick say he knew Yuri when he told him?” he wondered. “Was there a pass relationship, and did it end badly? Was Yuri planning to rekindle his and Patrick’s fling but, where does Jamie come in?” Than it hit Adam that Jamie resembled Patrick in some ways. “Was he a replacement?” He would have to talk to Patrick when he gets back. He pulled into the rest stop gas station and stop behind an eighteen-wheeler, whose driver stood outside his cade talking on his cell. Adam climbed out and glanced at the trucker who seem deep in his conversation. He checked to see if the pump took his card when he saw a sign saying, ‘Card machine down, please come inside.’ Adam looked back at Yuri who climbed out to stretch his legs. “I’ll be back, I have to pay inside.” “Can you get me a water,” Yuri asked. Adam nodded and walked off. Yuri moved around and saw the truck driver who was still talking on his cell. Yuri’s thoughts went to Patrick, whom he left believing they slept together. Yuri realized now that Adam knew his relationship with the Valdez, he needed to settle things with Patrick to make sure he didn’t feel he needed to confess to Adam about something that never happened. Only he didn’t have his cell phone and didn’t want to ask Adam to lone him his. Adam returned and toss a bottle of water to Yuri, who caught it with one hand. He opened it and nearly drained it. “I need a pain killer, I have a headache,” Yuri said, lying. “They sell them inside,” said Adam. “Good, I’ll be right back.” Adam started to fill his tank while Yuri walked back to the station where he noticed the truck driver going into. Entering, Yuri eyed the truck driver filling a cup the size of a half a gallon with a soft drink. He moved to the counter, eyeing a medium build female late twenty’s early thirties, reading a magazine. She tied her hair to one side in a pony tail as she chewed on a straw. When Yuri walked up, she raised her eyes from her reading and grinned at the heavenly face. She sat up and gave Yuri her full attention. “Well, it must be my lucky day,” she said. Yuri flashed his perfect grin at her as he combed back his fallen locks with his fingers. “Why is it so lucky,” he asked. “Well,” she started glancing out the window towards Adam, whom she just served. “I don’t get many cute men through here. Are you two an item?” Yuri glanced out at Adam and found it odd that the woman would confuse them as a couple. Yuri homed his hair, clothes, and style where Adam found his in denim. “No, we’re—associates.” “So, where are you and your—associate going?” “To WillowMoss.” Yuri watched as the woman’s expression changed from flirtatious to what he perceived to be distress. “Did I say something wrong?” Yuri asked. She glanced around, and her eyes landed on the truck driver, who stopped filling his cup. Yuri realized she wasn’t looking at him anymore. He turned and locked eyes with the man behind him. The truck driver smiled and grabbed a lid and straw for his drink and walked out. Yuri puzzled by the man’s behavior turned back to the woman who had returned to her magazine ignoring Yuri. “Do you sell prepaid phones?” “No,” she said in a monotone. Yuri had no idea what happened to her once charming behavior, but he decided not to push it as he left and returned to Adam’s jeep. Adam sat behind the wheel checking his cell for any messages from Patrick finding none. He sexted Patrick a message that he promised he’d perform as soon as he got back. Glancing up, he saw Yuri walking up just as the truck driver started up his rig. Yuri climbed in the passenger side lost in thought. “Ready to go?” asked Adam. Yuri stared at the semi in front of them then looked at Adam. “What is wrong with WillowMoss?” “I can’t really say,” Adam said, feeling the tug on his throat like someone tightening a collar. “Just—follow my lead. We’ll find Jamie and get the hell out of there.” Adam started his engine and pulled around the eighteen-wheeler. The driver watched until they were on their way before following them. *************** Seth Huge enjoyed a relaxing evening at home listening to classical music and drinking a glass of whisky, when a call came through on his landline. He sat with his eyes closed as the ringing echoed around him. A young man came running from the kitchen into the room answering the phone on the fourth ring. “Yes,” Shawn said, flustered as he listened to the caller and glanced at the man he called Father. “Okay,” he said, hanging up, walking over to Seth. “Sorry to interrupt, Father, but you had a phone call.” “And?” he asked not opening his eyes. “Adam Potter and Yuri Jen are on their way here.” Once Seth opened his eyes, Shawn directed his eyes to the floor. “Detective Potter didn’t take our warning seriously. You need to go to the diner to greet them.” “But, what about dinner and Christopher?” “I’ll keep an eye on both. Go do as I say.” “Yes, Father.” Shawn hurried off grabbing his coat and rushing out the door. Seth rose and moved to the phone dialing a number. He heard one ring before someone answered his call. “It’s time to move to plan B. Detective Potter and Mr. Jen will be here soon.” ************* Adam passed the sign saying the town WillowMoss two miles just as the radio station went to static. Adam shut off the radio. “The diner will be our first stop.” “But wouldn’t it be best to go to the hospital. Jamie might still be there?” “We can’t just walk in and demand to see him. We’re not his family.” “What makes you think we can get answers at the diner?” “I don’t know, I just got a feeling.” Adam glanced in his rear-view mirror and saw an eighteen-wheeler behind them. He received a call on his cell and he struggled not to reach for it. Yuri noticed Adam’s hesitation, but also saw his distraction from the road. The jeep drifted into the opposite lane where an SUV headed towards them. Yuri reached over and grasped the wheel yanking it towards him pulling them back into the correct lane just avoiding the other vehicle. “Damnit Adam, what are you trying to do, get us killed?” Yuri snapped, still hearing the cell ringing. Adam gave no response as his skin became clammy and he shivered all over. Yuri was about to answer the cell himself when it stopped. Adam let out a gasp as an instant relief washed over him. His eyes began to focus as he realized he was staring at his cell and not the road, he saw Yuri holding the steering wheel. “What are you doing?” Adam asked, unsteady. “What am I doing?” Yuri asked, shocked by Adam’s response. “You’re the one who decided to do a head on collision with another car.” Adam pushed Yuri’s hand off the steering wheel and blinked away his cloudy eyes. He ran his fingers through his hair and wiped his brow. “I’m alright,” Adam said. “Are you sure?” “I said I was.” Yuri watched Adam as he seemed to be back to normal. When the truck behind them blasted its horn that seem to cut through them. Yuri looked back and eyed the rig getting closer. “Maybe you should let him pass,” Yuri suggested, just as Adam’s cell rang out. Yuri glanced at Adam and saw his bizarre behavior return only this time Adam’s hand moved to his cell phone. Yuri wasn’t sure what was happening, but he snatched the cell from Adam’s hand and answered it. “Hello?” No answer, only a numbing hum. Adam settled down again as Yuri disconnects the call. “Adam, what’s going on?” “What are you talking about?” Adam answered, sounding like he awoke from a deep sleep. More horn blowing thundered from behind. Yuri turned and saw the driver behind them was too close for any vehicle to be. “He’s awfully close,” Yuri said when the cell in his hand rang again. He looked at the caller ID and saw caller unknown. He quickly answered it again, this time dead silent. “Who the fuck is this?” he said, sounding more in a panic than demanding. The line went dead just as their rear ended. The force jerked both their heads back, causing Adam to veer to the side of the road. He managed to regain control of his jeep and get them back on the road only for the truck to take another run at them. Adam’s head reeled as he tries to understand what was happening. It all seemed like a dream playing as he stepped on the gas pedal avoiding a third blow from the metal monster behind them. “What the hell does he want?” Yuri asked, watching the truck pick up speed closing in on them. Adam could hear Yuri’s question but was unable to respond as he thought all of what was happening to him was not real. He figured if he just rides it out he would wake up. Yuri looked at Adam and saw he was in a fog. “Adam are you here with me?” Yuri asked, grabbing Adam’s arm that felt ice cold. “Was he sick?” Yuri wondered. He looked at the cell phone in his hand. “This all started with that first call,” Yuri thought. Without hesitation Yuri tore at the plastic that was his window and made a hole. Big enough to put a fist through which he threw Adam’s cell through it. Yuri turned back to Adam hoping what he did would fix the detective. Another jolt from behind almost sent them off the road again. “Adam, whatever it is fight it, or we’re going to die!” Adam glanced over at Yuri and seemed to grasp what he was saying. Just as the truck tried to make another strike Adam curved to the left, avoiding contact with his bumper. As the truck passed by them Yuri caught a glimpse of the driver who only kept his eyes forward. Hoping it was all over Yuri watched the truck moved into their lane realizing he was going to ram them from the side. Yuri looked at Adam, who was looking back at him nodding. Just as the front end turned into their lane Adam hit the brakes jerking Yuri forward, but not out of his seat thanks to his seat belt. He maneuvered his jeep until it reached the tail end of the truck. The rig kept going until it slowed up ahead. Adam sat and watched what the driver’s next move was. “Adam,” Yuri said. “It’s all good, I’m here now. I got this.” “You have what?” Adam smiled and constricted his hold on his steering wheel as he watched the truck trying to turn around. Once the nose curved to face him Adam slammed on his gas pedal and shot forward. “Hang on, the road is going to get bumpy,” Adam said to Yuri, who braced himself for whatever Adam had planned for them. The jeep lunged towards the half-turned truck then Adam went off road around the tail end. When the driver became aware of what Adam was doing the jeep managed to get around the ridge and back onto the road speeding off. Adam drove at eighty before glancing in his rear-view mirror and seeing no one behind him. He didn’t care if he’s pulled over. In fact, he’d hoped he would be, but he saw no state patrol car even when he reached the Welcome sign to WillowMoss. ************ Seth received another call as he slid his arms into his regulated police jacket. He showed no urgency to answer as he picked up the receiver on the fifth ring. “Yes,” he said. “They got past me, Father. I’m sorry,” the cracking, dismal voice said. “I can’t say how disappointed I am. But, you already known that.” “I do, Father. I do.” The line went dead as the truck driver who just earlier tried to run Adam Potter’s jeep off the road, erased the phone’s history before destroying the phone and scattering the pieces out his window as he drove back to the rest stop. He parked in an isolated area, retrieved a sawed off shot gun from under is seat. He placed the barrel under his chin and pulled the trigger.
  9. keyisfake

    Chapter 36

    Patrick returned to his room. He messaged Cora on his cell phone telling her to inform everyone he didn’t want to be disturbed. He tried to take a nap, but he couldn’t stop his mind from racing. Building up scenarios of Adam’s death. He tried to wipe his negative thoughts clean, but they kept returning. His throat felt dry and he wanted a drink. But all he had in his room was water. His parent’s thought it best not to allow him to have a mini bar at his disposal. “Damnit,” Patrick shouted, sitting up in bed. “Not again. I’m not going back to bad habits.” His cell rang, and he saw Justin’s ID. “Why do I have his number?” Patrick sighed, and tried not to sound annoyed. “Hello.” “Patrick, have you seen Adam?” Justin asked. “You know he’s with me at my parents.” “It’s just I’ve been worried about him. He’s been sending me weird text.” “What about?” “The case he was working on.” “What was weird about them?” “One said, he didn’t feel it was safe. That people were coming for him.” “Who’s coming for him?” “That’s the strange part. He never said. I just think you should keep a close eye on him.” “Well, I always do.” “Okay, I just thought you should know. Goodbye.” Justin hung up. Patrick sat back thinking over what Justin told him. “Adam would never allow me to go on a case with him, except, he would take Justin in a minute. I’ll never understand that, I could be there for support.” Then it all made sense to Patrick. “Adam will be tired and stressed. He wouldn’t want to have to drive back here after finding Jamie, he would rather go to the apartment and that’s where I need to be waiting for him.” Patrick climbed out of bed and dressed. He went to his mother, who will be disappointed that he was leaving early, but understanding. *************** “Patrick, tonight’s the last night of the party. You know your father and I are leaving the country tomorrow.” Drusilla said, after Patrick found her posed on a ladder holding her camera in the greenhouse taking pictures. “I’m sorry about this mother, but I need to be there for Adam. And that means at the apartment. Can you understand?” She climbed down and sat her camera on a table nearby. She reached out and placed her hand on one side of Patrick’s cheek. “Of course, I can understand. And Adam better know how lucky he is to have you.” She kissed him and took his arm as they walked to the door. “I feel I’m the lucky one.” “Don’t be so down on yourself about your past relationships. We’ve all been through bumps in our life.” “So, yours and father’s relationship had bumps?” “Oh, heaven, yes. In fact, there was a time we almost divorced.” “When?” Patrick gripped her hand in concern. “Darling, don’t fret. It was long before your conception. We moved into our first home and were just getting to know each other. Things like that happens.” “First home?” “Yes. It was a house that Raoul found and bought for me.” “And you almost parted because of it?” “Everyone brings their own baggage. And sometimes the illusion is shattered and reality sets in.” “Shattered?” “Patrick there are things two people are going to have to come to grips with and get over.” “What was yours?” “Your father is a flirt and likes attention, but I come to see that he wants my approval when he does it. He likes it when I watch.” “Did he cheat on you?” “Never, he just likes to flirt.” “What was father’s” She grinned. “I farted.” They both laughed. “So, that was it?” asked Patrick. “Apparently that was all it took to knock him out of his fantasy. He didn’t believe females fart.” “What did he do?” “Well, he sat there with this surprised look on his face and I turned to him and said, “I had broccoli at lunch. Then he laughed. Then I laughed.” “You both are weird.” “Who’s weird,” said Raoul, entering the room. Kissing his wife first, then Patrick. “Our son who dresses like a female superhero says we’re weird.” “What’s wrong with being weird?” Raoul asked. “I guess nothing,” Patrick said. “Raoul, Patrick has to miss the party, he needs to go home to wait for Adam.” “Does he?” “It’s important father and I need your support.” “And you have it. Go be with Adam.” Patrick was stunned by his father’s response, but thrilled that maybe his father had come to like Adam and fully accept their relationship. Patrick hugged and kissed his parents and started to leave when he stopped and turned back to them. “Oh, I have news. Adam bought us a house and we signed the papers today. I’ll have you both over when you get back. Bye,” he said, leaving his parents speechless. *********** Patrick’s parents offered their driver to take him home. Patrick passed on it not to cause waves with Adam if he sees him using his family’s wealth. While he waited to arrive, he thought over what his mother told him. True, he and Adam had flaws. Being dreadful in the kitchen was his and he wants to stop being such a catastrophe and a burden on Adam. He had mastered washing dishes, so the next thing must be cooking. He knew a little about shopping for groceries, but preparing a meal was still tricky. Now that they had a house Patrick knew he had to step up more as a partner. When he moved into his condo by the docks, he only had to call people to handle decorating. He was involved with the style he wanted, but the actual labor he hired people. “Adam wouldn’t refuse hiring movers. He had a business to run,” thought Patrick. “He wouldn’t take too much time off and I guess I can handle the decorating by myself.” Patrick pulled out his cell and tried to call Adam to tell him where he’d be, but his call bumped to voicemail. Not taking that as anything to worry about. Patrick text Adam his change in plans and said he will be at the apartment waiting for his return. After pressing send, Patrick felt more confident in his decision of going home. The cab pulled up to the front of the building. Patrick climbed out and unlocked the front door for the driver to carry his bags inside. Who wouldn’t at first until Patrick told him how generous his tip would be. Patrick locked the door behind him and walked to the elevator finding it locked. Adam never showed him how to unlock it. He looked at his bags and the stairs and knew he wasn’t going to carry them all by himself. He was done-in and only wanted a shower and a nap. He climbed the three flights and went into Adam’s office through his reception, into his private office and staggered up the last flight of stairs to the apartment, leaving the door at the bottom of the stairs unlocked. Seeing their bed Patrick only wanted to collapse onto it, but wanted a shower more. He shed his clothes and walked naked into the bathroom. After exiting the shower wearing another of Adam’s tee shirts with nothing underneath Patrick was feeling recharged and hungry. When he went into the kitchen, he noticed his favorite mug with his brand of tea inside with a sticky note attached that read: “Have a cup of tea and think of me. Adam.” Patrick blushed, he grabbed his cell and texted Adam. “Adam, how did you know I would come home?” He noticed he haven’t received a response from his last text. He turned on the burner to heat the water. Then checked the fridge, finding two eggs, and a frozen turkey, in the freezer. He wasn’t in the mood to go out to eat, so he ordered a veggie pizza instead. He went to put on a pair of jeans to receive the delivery.
  10. keyisfake

    Chapter 35

    Once Adam drove pass the main gate, he dialed Yuri Jen’s cell number. Yuri answered on the second ring. “Hello, detective Potter.” “Mr. Jen, do you still want help finding Jamie?” “I’d be grateful.” “All right. I still have some things to do. Let’s meet at the diner near my office in say, two hours?” “I’ll be there.” “Okay, see you in two hours, goodbye.” “Goodbye Detective Potter. Adam hung up and called Justin, but his call went to his voicemail box that was full. “What the fuck Justin, where are you?” Adam pressed redial and after the third ring he was going to give up when someone answered. “Hello,” said someone who wasn’t Justin. “Can I speak to Justin?” “He’s sleeping.” “Who’s this?” “Who are you?” The undertone in his voice raised red flags for Adam. “This is Adam Potter, Justin’s employer. Now it’s your turn.” A deafened pause followed before a response came. “Ethan.” “Okay, Ethan. Can you wake Justin for me, I need to speak to him?” “I said he’s sleeping.” “I’m sure he’ll want to talk to me.” Another pause, then murmuring. “Yeah,” said a groggy voice. “Justin?” “I said yeah,” Justin said, yawning his response. “It’s Adam.” “Okay.” “I need you to meet me at the office.” “Now?” Justin groaned. “I’m coming from Patrick’s family home so in an hour would be great.” “Is this important, I’m dead.” “Yes, Justin it is.” “If it’s about that research…” “As a-matter-of-fact it is. One, I never received it. And two, did you go to WillowMoss?” More dead silence, then out of nowhere the call drops. Adam considered calling back, but felt he got his answer and knew his next destination. *********** “Justin’s naked body shook as he sat on his bed with Ethan beside him. He dialed a number he had no way of knowing. After one ring the someone answered. “You have news?” said the raspy voice. “I think Adam knows I’ve been to the town,” Justin said. “This is not news, so I need you to go to him and find out what he knows. Keep communications open. Understood?” “Yes.” Justin lowered his cell and looked at Ethan tugging on his jeans. *********** Adam stopped at two places a pawn shop and the police station. AJ sat and listened to Adam’s broken story about WillowMoss while Artie paced behind him. Adam also wrote down his statement and handed it over to AJ and Artie to read. “There, that’s all I can say,” Adam said. “Say?” Artie said, with a muddled look. “Say what? All you told us was that a diner employed young men only, and they had numbers. That’s it. The rest of your rant and written statement was incomprehensible.” “Thanks Artie.” Adam said. “No, Adam. He’s right, didn’t you listen to yourself? You went on and on about—nothing,” AJ said. “Then that should persuade you to come with me,” Adam pleaded. “We have no jurisdiction in WillowMoss,” Artie said. “I just need you both, to have my back.” “For what?” To save someone named Jamie Steward, whose real name is Christopher Huge. What makes you think he wants help?” “Come on AJ, you know me, I would never ask for help.” “True, you did like doing things your way but, to be honest Adam, you gave us nothing to think there is any wrong doing in WillowMoss,” AJ said. “Get us some evidence and we’ll investigate. Adam left the station feeling defeated. He never thought AJ would refuse to help him, but he did suspect they would. At least if anything happens to him, they’ll remember their last conversation with him. A deep sigh left him as he recalled Patrick’s word asking him to come back to him. And here he was making sure someone knew his last whereabouts. He climbed back into his jeep and reached for a bag on the floor in the backseat. He removed one of three sun guns and one of three tasers. He didn’t want this to become a shootout, so he found less life-threatening means as he opened the boxes and plugged them in to charge. By the time they reach the town he’ll be ready. A text came to his cell and he saw it was from Justin. ‘Meet you at the office.’ Was all it said. This only confirmed Adam’s fears as he started his Jeep, Justin was under the same trance, but at least Adam knew how to free him. He made good time as he found a parking spot near his building. He checked his watch and found he still had twenty minutes before meeting Yuri. He entered the building and went right for the elevator making sure the lock was in place. Taking the stairs up, he touched his pocket where he tucked a stun gun. He reached his office where he found the door opened and no lights on. He walked in and noticed his office light on, but the door shut. “Justin,” he called. No answer. Opening the door, he saw Justin sitting on a male’s lap in his chair involved in a deep kiss. Adam stood perplex that Justin didn’t respond to him when he called and that he was using his office to make out with his fling. “Justin,” Adam said. The males stopped their embrace and looked at Adam. After seeing Justin’s face Adam knew something was wrong with his friend. Dark circles under his eyes, pale skin, and he looked drained. Justin rose from the male’s lap who also stood and walked over to the window. Justin stepped around standing in front of Adam leaning on his desk. Other than Justin’s face the rest of him looked normal. His hair and clothes were neat. “You wanted to see me?” Justin said, in the same tired voice. “Yeah, I want to know what’s going on with you, and who is that,” Adam asked, jerking his head toward the other male. Justin glanced at his companion and smiled. “Oh, him? He’s just a friend.” “Let me guess, this friend’s name.” Adam glared at the male who’s face also revealed fatigue. “Are you Ethan?” “Good guess. Justin said you are a good detective.” Adam returned his focus to Justin. “Did you go to WillowMoss?” Justin glanced away, but Adam grabbed his chin and made him look at him. “Answer me Justin.” “Hey man, take your hands off him,” Ethan snapped, taking a step towards them. Adam shot him a glare that stopped Ethan from approaching. At the same time, he reached into his pocket and removed the stun gun kept out of sight. “I need you to stay out of this,” Adam ordered. “Adam, I swear we never went,” Justin said, almost cringing. “You’re lying Justin and I understand why.” “Oh, do you?” Ethan asked. “I told you to stay out of this,” Adam barked, not taking his eyes off Justin. He released Justin’s chin only to grip the weapon in his hand tighter. “You’re going to go find him?” Justin asked. “Find who?” Adam returned. “Christopher.” “How do you know that?” “He’s not going to want to leave this time.” “He will, when I get to him.” “Are you going to use that on him?” Justin asked, referring to the stun gun Adam held. “If I have to.” “Are you going to use that on me?” “If I must.” Justin closed his eyes for a second before reaching out to touch Adam’s face. “You have no idea what you’re dealing with. This is beyond your control, any—of our control.” “I know, and I’m sorry.” Before Adam could strike Justin with the stun gun Ethan rushed him, sending him off balance, but not to the floor. Justin managed to move away unharmed as the two men fought. Ethan tried to grab Adam’s wrist that held the weapon, but Adam managed to toss the male off him. Only to have him bolt at him again, but this time Adam pressed the device against his side, sending him into spasms then dropping to the ground. Adam checked the charge and turned to Justin finding him in a corner with his cell to his ear. Adam didn’t need to know who he was talking to, when he rushed at him, jabbing the stun gun against his neck, causing Justin to drop his cell and collapse to the floor. Adam found the cell and broke it with his heel. He sat with Justin as he came to and looked at Adam. “Hey boss,” he said, groggy. “Hey yourself, how are you feeling?” Justin was confused by his question as he realized where he was laying. “What am I doing in your office and on the floor?” “What’s the last thing you remember, Justin?” “I remember…” Justin suddenly lost his voice as he tried to say he was in the town WillowMoss with Ethan but was unable to. Adam knew why he was struggling and touched his shoulder. “It’s okay Justin, I know why you can’t talk. Come on I’ll help you up.” Adam pulled him to his feet and Justin flinches from the pain in his neck. “Sorry for that, I had to wake you out of your stupor, so I had to use this.” Adam showed him the stun gun. Justin still didn’t understand what Adam was talking about but switched his attention to Ethan groaning on the floor. “Ethan?” Justin moved from Adam to his friend helping him to his feet. “Are you, all right? Adam, what is he doing here?” “I found you both here,” Adam said. “What—I don’t remember.” “I won’t be able to explain fully but you were both in a trance and the only way to wake you, was to hit you both with this stun gun.” Ethan looked at Adam and Justin as he found his footing. “Are we okay now?” asked Justin. “I think so, go home and rest. I’m going to handle things from here on.” “What are you going to do?” “It’s best I don't say, just go home and get some rest.” “Who are you?” Ethan asked. “He’s my boss,” Justin said. “Okay, then I agree with him. I could use sleep right now.” “Good,” Adam said. Adam locked up and walked them downstairs. Ethan saw his Range Rover and held the door opened for Justin, who rolled down his window to talk to Adam. “Adam, I feel so strange.” “I’ll call you tomorrow Justin. We’ll find a way to work through all of this, okay?” “Okay, boss.” Adam smile and touched Justin’s cheek. “It’s good to have you back.” “It’s good to be back.” Ethan started the rover as Justin rolled the window back up. They pulled off, leaving Adam at the curb. Once Ethan turned a corner his cell phone rang, and he answered it. Justin looked for him but couldn’t find it. “Ethan, I think I left my cell back at the office, mind if we go back and get it?” Ethan didn’t respond as he continued to listen to the caller. Justin muscles were sore as he yawned his exhaustion. “Ethan, did you hear me?” Ethan brought the cell from his ear and held it out to Justin. “You should listen to this.” Justin hesitated as he reached for the cell. “Who is it,” he asked. “You know,” was all Ethan told him. Justin raised the cell to his ear and listened as a voice spoke. ************* Adam went to the diner and saw Yuri, sitting at the counter. He walked up and saw him drinking a cup of tea. “We’re not staying, pay and meet me outside.” Yuri tossed a ten on the counter and left. He found Adam waiting. “Let’s get this over with. We have a long drive and we need to make a plan.” “My car’s just down here,” Yuri said. “We’re taking my jeep,” Adam said, walking off ignoring Yuri’s protest. Yuri grudgingly followed, sensing Adam was not in the mood to argue.
  11. keyisfake

    Chapter 34

    The esthetics of the Aquarium were breathtaking. Small, marine life lived there nothing bigger that a sea turtle. “We used this Aquarium to home recovering aquatic life until they’re released back into the wild,” Patrick told Adam, while both lay naked under a blanket on top of mats they found in a storage room. They propped themselves up in front of the tank that held two sea turtles watching them swim around. “That tank is huge,” Adam said. “We wanted them comfortable.” Adam looked over at him, seeing his glowing skin. “Are you comfortable?” Patrick smiled as Adam raised his arm and draped it around Patrick’s shoulder pulling him closer. “I’m always comfortable with you.” “Good, because I feel the same with you.” Adam gave Patrick a gentle kiss. “You amaze me Mr. Valdez.” “Why?” “Because, of your generosity and faith in me.” “I always have faith in you, never doubt that. Where is this coming from?” “Nowhere.” “Adam, you’re lying. Does this have anything to do with what Yuri said to you?” “Pat…” “You’re leaving again,” Patrick said, pulling away from Adam, who moved with him wrapping his arms around him. “No Pat… Listen, just forget about it. I’m here for you and only you.” “Really, because it seems that you want me to tell you it’s okay to run off again?” “No Pat, look at me.” Patrick tried to avoid eye contact with Adam, who grabbed his chin and raised his gaze. “Pat, I love you.” “I love you…” Adam kissed him before allowing him to say anything else. Which worked when they parted Patrick stopped protesting and relaxed back against Adam. “This is nice, and I wish we can stay like.” Adam raised an eyebrow giving a crooked grin. “We need to get ready for the party,” confirmed Patrick. “Yeah. So,” Adam stood, pulling Patrick up with him. “Get dressed and I’ll go turn off the lights, so we can go tell your parents our great news.” “About our house.” “That’s right, our house.” Patrick’s face brightened as Adam lifted him off his feet. “That’s the face I wanted to see.” Adam lowered him and gathered their clothes handing Patrick his. They tugged them on and Adam helped Patrick on with his shirt. “Now finish dressing, and I’ll be right back.” “Okay, don’t forget, just the switches that are marked.” “I won’t forget,” Adam said, grabbing his shoes, and rushed off. Patrick slipped on his shoes and started rolling up the mats to return to the closet. Adam came back and helped straighten up. They both returned to the house running into Patrick’s Uncle Bernardo. “Adam, welcome back,” Bernardo said. “It’s good to be back,” Adam replied, giving Patrick’s hand a little squeeze. Bernardo noticed that Patrick’s attention was elsewhere. “Patrick your mother was asking for you earlier.” “She was?” “Yes, she’s in her bedroom.” “Her room? Is she not feeling well?” “She’s fine, no need to worry.” “Well, I’m going to go see her,” Patrick said. “Good idea,” Adam said, “I’ll hang down here.” “You can join me for a drink,” Bernardo suggested. “I’d like that.” Patrick started up the stairs as he watched Adam and his uncle continued down the hallway. He quickened his steps up the flights of stairs, walking down the hallway towards his mother’s room. A room door opened, and Yuri stepped out startling Patrick. “Damnit Yuri, you scared me.” “Keep your voice down, you wouldn’t want anyone to hear.” Cleaned and dressed, Yuri seemed back to normal. Only his statement seemed off putting to Patrick. “So, if they do?” Patrick snapped, then realized what Yuri meant. “So, you told him about us?” “Are you fucking out of your mind, no?” Patrick whispered. “Then you’re going to convince him to go to WillowMoss to find Jamie.” “The hell I am.” “Patrick, Jamie’s in danger.” “So, I should send Adam to risk his life for my replacement?” “Don’t think of him like that.” “Why shouldn’t I? You tossed me aside to save him. Then go save him yourself and leave my boyfriend out of it.” “I need Adam’s help.” “Find someone else.” “Fine then, I’ll tell him about us.” “There’s no—us. Besides, Adam will never believe you. It’s your word against mine.” “What about our movie?” “What movie?” “The one I made of us. You were amazing.” Patrick tried to slap Yuri’s face only for Yuri to grab his wrist and hold it captive pushing him against a wall. “Talk Adam into going. I don’t care how, just do it.” Yuri started to release his wrist, but instead he kissed Patrick who tried to protest. Yuri moved away. “Don’t ever do that again,” Patrick snapped. “Do as I ask Patrick, or I’ll tell Adam what happened last night.” Yuri walked towards the staircase leaving Patrick stunned. *********** After they finished their drinks Bernardo excused himself to make a phone call. Adam wandered onto the patio. A chill still lingered in the air as Adam enjoyed the peacefulness. Not hearing Patrick approach from behind. “Hey,” Patrick said, stepping up beside Adam, who reached out and ran his fingers through Patrick’s soft curls. “Hey yourself. How’s your mom?” “She just wanted to check up on me.” “So—did you tell her?” Patrick looked at Adam confused at first, then remembered their announcement. “I forgot.” “What, I thought you would gush over it.” “Well, we got to talking and it just slipped my mind.” Patrick turned away crossing his arms. Adam moved to him and turned him to face him. “Pat, you’re not having second thoughts, are you?” Patrick wanted to cry but held his emotions in the best he could. “Adam, I know you want to help find Jamie.” “Pat…” “And you should,” Patrick knew his words came out stronger than he wanted. Adam stared at him concerned but said nothing. “You took him as a client and you need to see it through. He needs your help.” “I thought you didn’t want me to leave you again?” “I don’t, or I mean I didn’t.” “So why the change of heart?” Patrick swallowed his anger and looked at Adam with as much sincerity as he could fake. “You supported me in all my ventures. It’s time I support you in yours. Even if it entails you, putting yourself in danger for others.” “Pat…” “You have to promise me that you’ll come back.” “Of course, I’ll…” “No, Adam. Promise me that you won’t jeopardize your life to save someone. You’ll come back to me.” “Patrick, I promise I’ll come back to you.” Patrick hugged Adam, fighting tears that wanted to fall as Adam hugged him back. Patrick led Adam back to the kitchen, so he could leave unnoticed again. “Walk with me to the jeep?” Adam asked. “Sure,” Patrick answered in a meek tone. Adam grabbed Patrick’s hand as they moved to his jeep. Patrick starts to pull his hand away once they reached the vehicle when Adam yanked him towards him. “Adam,” Patrick said, alarmed. “Pat, you can change your mind at any time.” “What—why?” “I know this is bothering you.” “Adam… I’m not going to change my mind.” Adam leaned in and kissed Patrick sending his head back. When they parted Adam bent down and whispered in Patrick’s ear. “You are an amazing man. And I’m so very lucky to have you.” Patrick snapped his head up. “Adam, that’s not true.” “The hell it’s not. Pat, I’ll come back to you and I promise I’ll make time for us and make it up to your parents.” “I know.” Adam released Patrick and climbed into his jeep. Patrick watched as he drove off.
  12. keyisfake

    Chapter 33

    “Christopher,” said a familiar voice that penetrated Jamie’s deep sleep. At first Jamie didn’t respond. “Christopher, it’s time to wake up.” Jamie’s breathing increased as his head rocked from side to side. He opened his eyes and a sweet aroma touched his nose. A person he hasn’t seen for years stared back at him with long amber hair, painted lips, a clean natural face and with the same loving smile he had missed for a long time. “Mom?” he asked. “Good morning sleepy head. Better get up, you’re going to be late.” She turned and walked over to the window opened the curtains and raised the shade. Jamie sat up, still groggy looking over his room. A storage chest at the foot of his bed, a writing desk, and dresser. Posters of movies and bands, that were around decades before he was born. “Mom,” he said, she turned around and smiled at him. “Yes?” He wanted to ask her why she was there, but the words escaped him as he rubbed his eyes and yawned. “What’s for breakfast?” “What else, pancakes, your favorite. Now go take your shower and come down to eat.” “Okay.” She left the room. Jamie climbed out of bed looking around again, then headed for the bathroom down the hall. When he was clean and dressed he walked into the kitchen and saw his mother pouring juice in glasses at the table. Jamie enjoyed wonderful smells that floated in the air. He sat in his spot at the table and noticed another place setting. For years, it was just him and his mom. She never talks about his dad except that he died in a car accident when she was pregnant. She was at the stove loading up a plate with eggs. She carried it over and placed it in the middle of the table. Jamie was confused. “I thought we were having pancakes, mom?” he said, looking at his mother, whose facial expression had changed to somber. She didn’t look at him she was staring at something else. Jamie turned from her and saw a man sitting in front of him drinking a cup of coffee. For a moment Jamie didn’t know him as he watched him scrape eggs onto his plate. When the man looked at him Jamie’s mind seem to clear. “Christopher, we had pancake three days in a roll, can’t I have eggs just this once.” “I guess,” Jamie said, grabbing a biscuit. He looked over at his mother who hadn’t moved. “Mom aren’t you going to eat?” she looked at him, not saying a word. “Christopher,” said the man across from him, catching Jamie’s attention. “Are you excited?” “For what?” “First day of high school,” he smiled, reaching into his back pocket retrieving his wallet. “Here, take this for whatever.” He held out a twenty. When Jamie reached for it his mother grabbed his arm. Right before his eyes, the skin on her arm began to decay. It started as dry patches that broke apart, then ooze seeped from the cracks. Jamie struggled to break free as the process attacked the rest of her body. “Mom, mom!” His body shook as he shut his eyes to the terror. Another hand touched his shoulder, causing a new sensation that jerked him awake. Panting with a cold sweat Jamie saw houses passing by. “Hey Chris, you okay?” Jamie turned and saw his childhood friend Cole driving. Jamie tried to collect his thoughts when it washed over him the he was going to school. “Christopher,” Cole said, stretching every syllable, knowing he didn’t like his friends calling him by his full first name. “Shut up.” “Cranky, what did you do last night?” “I thought I was sleeping.” “Yeah, me too,” Cole said, switching on the radio. When he couldn’t find anything but static he turned it off. They sat in silence as Cole turned on a stretch of road lined with fields. Their high school was a half hour drive away. Something caught Christopher’s eye. Off in the distance he saw construction going on. “What’s that they’re building over there?” asked Jamie. “The new coven I think. I heard my dad talking about it.” “Want to go check it out after school?” “We’re not supposed to, so hell yeah.” When Jamie looked back at the road a pickup truck turned into their lane and charged towards them. Before Jamie could call out it was too late. Another jolt awoken Jamie. He was staring at a ceiling, when he realized he was on his back. He didn’t want to move to sit up, he continued to stare at the ceiling. The image made him feel calm and happy. In fact, his whole body responded to what he was seeing. He took a breath and a wonderful smell of earth and freshness filled his nose. The sound of water surrounded him as whatever he was lying on caressed his skin. He combs his fingers beside him touching what he believed was fur. A face appeared in his line of view, smiling down at him. “Do you know who I am Christopher?” asked the man. “Yes, Father.” “Good. I can see you’re enjoying this, so I’ll be brief. I can’t allow you to leave me again. You mean too much to me. You look so like your mother,” he said, touching their foreheads. “I never wanted to put you under like the others. You were to be my special one. But you left me with no choice.” Jamie had no reaction for him except for a slight grin. Father looked up towards someone. “Begin the treatment.” Jamie didn’t understand what he meant now cared as Father moved out of sight. Slowly Jamie drifted back to his high when the image above him shifted in shape. The figure of his mother was there along with other women all dressed in robes. They circled him as they chanted the same verse. He looked around and saw other boys, no more than seven or eight. Younger than he was, or, so he thought when he looked down at himself and saw he was as young as they were. They too wore robes with a strange symbol on the front. They were holding hands and seemed calm. They were inside a barn with black walls with a drawing of an eye on each of them. The women’s chanting increased as the eyes on the walls started to glow. Jamie felt safe as the room brightens with a warm light. Until someone screamed. Jamie shot his eyes to his mother and saw blood on her chest, then he saw something shiny go over her throat causing more blood to spill down. Jamie and the other boys tried to cry out, but no sound came as hooded figures dressed in black swarmed on the women. None of the boys could move as the figures turned to them and thrust a hood over their heads. Jamie’s eyes opened as he lay in a hospital bed. His sight shifted around the room as his pounding heart calmed. He tried to sit up, which was difficult. He looked at his right arm that had a cast on it and an IV in his left hand. He got out of bed and tolled the IV with him towards the mirror. His reflection startled him, seeing a black eye, and a cut lip. He looked around trying to remember what happened. He checked the closest finding it empty. He moved to the dresser and opened the draws finding nothing. He went to the door and discovered it locked. “Why was he locked in?” he wondered. He hurried to the window finding no way to open them then saw him. Yuri walking towards a taxi. “Yuri.” Jamie banged on the window calling out to him. Tears fell from his eyes as he watched Yuri climb into the cab and the driver pulled off. “Why are you leaving me?” he screamed. “Because he doesn’t know you’re here,” said a voice behind him. Jamie turned and saw Father. “Stay away from me,” Jamie screeched. “Now, Christopher, calm down.” “Stop calling me that. It’s not my name anymore, my name is Jamie!” “Now you know that just isn’t true.” “You killed my mother!” “You still harping on that? It’s time you got over that boy.” “Don’t come near me.” “I don’t have to.” The migraine came so fast that by the time Jamie registered it, it was too late as his vision blurred and he collapsed to the floor.
  13. keyisfake

    Chapter 32

    Adam was a bit uneasy showing Patrick the country home. They awoke early having breakfast in the kitchen with a few of the staff that were female. Adam was impressed how comfortable Patrick was with them. They knew of his Cosplay and his and Adam’s relationship and were supportive. Adam’s injuries were healing and with the help of pain killers he was able to function normally. Adam drove them in his jeep and neither said anything about what happened to the other last night. Patrick tried to busy himself on his cell texting to Mia who was out of town with Adam’s older brother Paul. Adam wasn’t sure if Patrick had fully forgiven him. He’d hope, seeing the house would prove to Patrick that he was serious about their relationship. “Who are you texting?” Adam asked, keeping his eyes on the road. Patrick lowered his cell just as they ended their texting. “I text Mia to see how she was doing.” “So, how is she and Paul?” “They're busy and having fun. She’s emailing me pictures.” “I’m glad they hit it off. Mia’s a great woman.” “Me too.” Patrick said, still staring at his cell in his hand. His tone told Adam something different. He knew Patrick had doubts about their own relationship. “You know, we should plan on taking a vacation from it all.” “What about your work?” “Well, I’m done with my latest case and I must admit I could do with a break.” “Wait, you’re done with the case?” Patrick asked, looking at Adam with optimism in his voice. “As in, no more body guarding?” “That’s right, Mr. Jin said he no longer needed my services.” Patrick’s face brightened as Adam smiled. “So, there’s that pretty smile I was looking for this morning.” Patrick blushed as he looked away still smiling. “Sorry,” Patrick said. “I had a lot on my mind.” “Tell me about it.” “No. It was silly. Tell me how you found this house?” “I was driving and saw a garage sale and ran into someone I knew from the police academy. She was moving away with her family to a new job and needed to sell her home. She invited me in and showed me around then gave me an inside deal if I make a bid before the end of the week.” “Adam, I’d understand if this is something you really don’t want.” “I would have never told you if I didn’t want it Pat.” “I’m not the greatest of roommates.” “I have no complains.” Adam reached out taking Patrick’s hand. Adam pulled the soft palm to his lips kissing the back. Patrick still had the guilt of what he might have done with Yuri but knew if he and Adam were just left alone they would erase all doubts. Adam knew his kiss with Jamie was out of his control so to tell Patrick would only cause more problems between them. He didn’t want Patrick worrying about his career choice, he only wanted to make him happy. ************ Yuri first heard voices around him when he opened his eyes, he saw unfamiliar faces talking over him. He realized they were two females a doctor and nurse, they notice he was awake. “Welcome back Mr. Jin, I’m Doctor Hayes,” she said, giving his chart to the nurse who walked away. Yuri looked at the name tag confirming her name. She pulled out a thin flashlight and checked his eyes minding a bandage that covered his forehead. She turned off her the light and smiled at him. “You were in a car accident. How are you feeling?” she asked. “Fine,” Yuri said, still unsure of what was happening. “Can you tell me your full name?” “Yuri Jin.” “Good, now the date?” Yuri was about to answer when he remembered Jamie. “Jamie, where is he?” “Jamie, who’s that? A friend, family member?” “My—lover. He was in the car with me.” “No, you were alone when someone found you.” “No, he was with me.” “Mr. Jin when the paramedics got to you, you were alone.” “What, no…” Yuri tried to sit up, but a dizzy spell hit him hard causing him to fall back. “Please lie still Mr. Jin, you’ve been through a traumatic event.” “Jamie, I need to find him.” “What you need to do is stay put so you can heal. Now I’m going to prescribe something to help you sleep. The nurse will be back to give you a pill.” Doctor Hayes typed something on a tablet then started to leave the room, then stopped at the door. “Oh, we took the liberty of calling Miss Bell for you, she should be here shortly.” She left the room as Yuri lay in shock from hearing his once loving friend's name. Finding out her feelings towards Jamie was only hatred. A lump grew in Yuri’s throat at the thought of never seeing Penny again. If she had only said something he might have eased her worries. He slowly sat up and got to his feet. Still feeling tipsy he managed to find his clothes and dress. Catching his image in a mirror, he saw the bandage cut on his forehead and the bruise on his mouth. He tried to remember what happened, but his mind was blank. He opened the door and found a dark hallway with no one in sight. He glanced around finding it strange that just a moment ago a doctor and nurse were in his room. He moved for the exit, deciding to take the staircase down. He saw that he was on the second floor and held onto the railing as he traveled down. When he reached the lobby, he found it deserted, not even security. He walked slowly outside the stars filled night sky where his car with the trunk crushed in, the driver side and passenger doors were missing. “Where are you Jamie,” he said, panic racing through his body. He looked around and down the path towards the exit gate was a taxi. He moved to the car and climbed into the backseat. The driver didn’t ask Yuri where he wanted to go, as Yuri gathered himself searching his pockets for his cell unable to find it. “Driver, I need to go back, I left my cell phone,” Yuri said, but the driver ignored him. “Did you hear me? I need to go back,” Yuri said louder as the driver said nothing turning down streets that Yuri was unfamiliar with. With closer inspection of his surroundings Yuri realized he wasn’t in Cargo City. Nothing looked familiar. “Driver where are we, what neighborhood is this?” Still he received no answer. He reached for the door handle finding it missing, nor any way to roll down the window. He looked at the driver’s credentials, but only saw a silhouette with the caption, ‘Welcome to WillowMoss’.” “I’m in WillowMoss?” Yuri said to out loud. “That can’t be.” But then he saw that they were driving towards the highway. Yuri banged on the plexiglass. “Hey, stop the car I want to get out!” But the driver didn’t flinch, it’s as if he was unaware of Yuri in the car. Helpless, Yuri sat back as they passed the billboard reading: You Are Now Leaving WillowMoss. Hope You Enjoyed Your Stay. With an image of a family embracing one another. Yuri knew he was leaving Jamie behind, but he also knew he was coming back to find him, but he needed help. He glanced at the driver’s dashboard and saw the time was 4:30 a.m. He closed his eyes and decided to conserve his strength. **************** Adam knew the place still wasn't what Patrick was accustomed to, even though Patrick never complained about staying in Adam's one-bedroom apartment above his office. He watched, the now empty home, as Patrick quietly walked through each room, looking in closets and draws, opening windows, and running water until he finally approached Adam with a warm smile on his face. Adam who stood with Megan Sutter, and her realtor Craig, doubted Patrick’s demeanor. "So, you hate it," Adam asked. Megan glanced at Adam shocked by his comment. Patrick stepped closer to his worried detective then lightly slugged him in the stomach. Adam leaned forward pretending to suffer pain. "You think I'm shallow?" stated Patrick. "No," Adam said, smiling. "Liar, I love it! I want to move in now." "Really?" "Yes, and for you doubting me you have to cook dinner for me for a week.” "Is that all?" Adam asked gathering his smiling lover in his arms. “So, it’s a go?” Megan asked knowing the answer. Adam looked at his friend. “If my offer is enough?” “And if it’s not I’ll cover it,” Patrick said. Adam was about to protest when Patrick cut him off. “If we do this we’re in this 50/50. Okay?” Adam seem to be thinking it over then smiled. “Okay, anything you want.” “Wonderful, the papers are drawn up if you’re ready to sign?” Craig said. “We are,” Patrick spoke first. Adam signed, and Patrick followed for every page they needed their name or initials. When they finished the paper work both Adam and Patrick transferred their half of the offer through their phones. Megan and Craig walked to the front door follow by Adam and Patrick. She turned to Adam handing him the keys to the house. “Here you go, there’s three sets total.” “Thanks Megan,” Adam said. “No, thank you. I’m glad I’m giving this place to someone I trust.” She glanced at Patrick and smiled. “It’s good meeting you Patrick. I know you’ll both be very happy here.” “It’s nice meeting you too Megan. And good luck with your new career and addition.” “Thanks. Well, the place is all yours, enjoy.” Adam leaned down and kissed her cheek and she returned the gesture. “Good luck Megan, you deserve it,” said Adam. “Thanks Adam, goodbye,” she said to them as she walked to Craig’s car and climbed in. Adam gave Patrick his set of keys and watched as he locked their front door. “I wish we could stay a little longer,” Adam said. “Me too but we need to get back,” Patrick said, staring at his keys as they walked to Adam’s jeep. “Do you want to tell your parents?” “As soon as possible.” “What do you think their reaction will be?” “They’ll be happy for us.” “Are you sure about your father?” Adam said opening the passenger door for Patrick who climbed in. Patrick seemed lost in thought as Adam closed his door and boarded the driver side starting the jeep. Patrick remained quiet through their journey not taking his eyes off the keys in his hand. Adam pulled over to the side of the road and put the jeep in park not turning off the motor. “Pat,” Adam said, gaining Patrick’s attention. “I’m sorry.” “For what?” “I should have never brought up your father like that. I’m sure your mother and father will be happy for us.” “I want them to be. But if for any reason they, meaning my father, disapproves then—oh well.” “Oh well?” “Yeah. I’m old enough to make my own decisions and if he wants to cut me off because I refuse to listen to him then it will be his lost and his alone.” “Pat.” Adam reached over and caressed a tear that rolled down Patrick’s cheek. “I know that your father loves you and there is no way he will ever cut you out of his life. Even if he’s mad at you. So, I believe he’s going to be onboard with our decision and support his little boy.” Patrick smiled as another tear rolled down his cheek. Adam wiped it away with his thumb. “Now no more tears. This is a huge thing and I want you happy.” “I am.” “Really?” “Yes.” “Prove it.” “How?” “Wait until we get back.” “What but I want to know now.” “No, tell me how we should decorate our place.” “Decorate? I always had someone for that.” “Then here is your next lesson. We are going to do it ourselves.” “We are?” “Yeah, it’ll be fun. Like, we can paint the living room orange and the kitchen black.” “What? Adam no.” “Then how would you do it?” “They living room needs to be inviting with a warm color and the kitchen…well…I’m not sure.” “That’s okay. That’s why we’re doing it together. And I promise I won’t paint any room a color we don’t agree on.” “I’m so excited about this.” “It’s going to be amazing.” Adam pulled his jeep into the same spot he parked in his first arrival to the Valdez estate. He climbed out and walked around and opened Patrick’s door. Once out Adam pulled him into an embrace. Enjoying his detective’s new-found libido. Patrick stopped Adam regaining his composure. Adam didn’t like the interruption as he tried to kiss Patrick again. “Adam,” Patrick laughed, pushing against Adam’s brawny chest. “We can’t, not here.” “I told you to prove to me that you’re happy,” Adam whispered then bit his ear. Patrick laughed as he struggled against Adam. “As much as I want you, we can’t do anything here.” “No one’s around.” Patrick shook his head at Adam’s persistence. “Now come here,” Adam ordered trying to pull Patrick closer to kiss him. Patrick turned his head sideways causing Adam to miss his lips. “Adam as much as I want to, here is not accommodating. There’re security cameras.” “Pat, I want you now, so, where?” Adam kissed him and returned to sucking his neck. “Was this how he acted when he had Jamie in his arms?” Patrick wondered. “Okay, okay Adam, I have an idea. First stop biting my neck.” Adam raised his head and gave Patrick a questioning stare. “This better be good.” “It is. We can go to the Aquarium.” “The Aquarium?” “Yes.” “Pat, you want me to drive us to the Aquarium? That’s a bit out of the way.” “Drive. No, I mean my family’s Aquarium. We have one on property.” “There’s an Aquarium here?” “Yeah, it’s below ground.” Patrick said. “Okay, show me this Aquarium,” Adam said, baffled by Patrick thinking it was normal. Patrick grabbed Adam’s hand. He was about to lead him away from the house when Yuri Jen stepped into their path. They froze staring at Yuri’s injuries and crumpled appearance. “We need to talk detective,” Yuri said. “How did you know where to find me?” Adam asked, feeling Patrick squeezing his hand. “Adam…” “It’s okay Pat, I’ll just be a minute. Go to the door, I’ll follow soon.” As Adam released his hand and walk towards Yuri. Patrick gave Yuri a warning glare as he left. Adam made sure Patrick was out ear shout before confronting Yuri, who, didn’t want to wait. “They have him,” Yuri said, his voice shaking. “You have to help me.” “Keep your voice down, Patrick could hear. Just tell me what happened.” “I was going to take Jamie out of the country when my car was hit from behind. I woke up in a hospital, in WillowMoss.” “WillowMoss,” Adam said, out loud remembering his bizarre experience. Something he’d hope was behind him. “What happened to Jamie?” “I don’t know. I don’t remember being taken to the town.” “So, how can you be sure he’s there?” “I don’t. But why would they take me there, and not him?” “We have to call the police.” “No, Jamie told me they’ll be useless.” “You do remember three people are dead. I can’t do anything that interferes with police investigation.” “This has nothing to do with the police. Jamie is being held against his will.” “Why did they let you go without a warning?” “What?” “Never mind. Yuri you need to call the police. I can’t get involved anymore.” “Why not?” Yuri watched as Adam looked towards the house where Patrick stood by the back door. He knew Patrick was the person he needed to talk to next. Without a word Yuri turned and walked towards the front of the house disappearing around a corner. Adam headed towards Patrick meeting him halfway. “What was that about?” “Nothing, don’t worry about it.” “But Adam…” “Pat I’m starving. Let’s grab something to eat.” Patrick allowed Adam to open the door for him that led to the kitchen. “What did he want?” Patrick asked. “Nothing I’m concerned about now. Come on, you have a promise to keep.”
  14. keyisfake

    Chapter 31

    Earlier: Unaware to Yuri, when he left the Valdez estate, someone followed him. He phoned his lawyer and told him to meet him at the police station. When he arrived, his lawyer stood outside the building waiting for him. “Mr. Shutter, I trust, I will be able to take Jamie home tonight?” asked Yuri, who continued up the steps with Shutter close behind. “Once I review the police findings I’m sure it will only be a matter of paper work, Mr. Jen.” When they walked in their directed to the second floor. Yuri sees Jamie walking down a hallway followed by Detective Chance. “Jamie,” Yuri said. Jamie rushed to Yuri, hugging him. “Yuri, you came.” “Are you all right,” Yuri asked Jamie, patting the younger man’s back and hair. But before Jamie could speak, he broke down sobbing against Yuri’s chest. “It’s all right Jamie, let it out.” “I’m so sorry, Yuri,” Jamie cried. “This is my fault.” “Jamie, quiet,” Yuri said. “How so, Mr. Steward?” asked AJ, opening the door that led to his and Arite’s office. Jamie sucked in a breath not turning around gripping Yuri’s body in hope for help. “Please come in,” AJ waited as Yuri, not letting go of Jamie, walked into the office followed by his lawyer and AJ. “Of course, he meant getting him a bodyguard,” Mr. Shutter said. “And why did Jamie need a bodyguard Mr. Jin?” AJ asked. “That is a private business matter, detective,” Shutter said. “Actually, it’s police business now,” AJ continued. “It’s become a murder investigation.” “So, shouldn’t the police get on with finding out who murdered Mr. Jen’s staff?” “We can’t do a proper investigation when Mr. Jen is holding back information.” “Detective Potter was there. Wouldn’t he be more informative?” Everyone, except Jamie, looked at Adam, who sat with his arms crossed in front of Artie’s desk with his back to the folly, thought only of Patrick, relieved that he was out of the folly for once. Adam wonders why Yuri threw him under the bus considering Yuri ordered him not to get the police involved in the first place. He turned in his seat and set his eyes on Yuri, who composure didn’t flinch. Adam was ready to let everything he knew spill out, but something nagged at the back of his head preventing him to speak of WillowMoss. “We’re in the process of getting Mr. Potter’s statement,” Artie said, not even addressing Adam as a detective. Yuri glanced at his lawyer who excused himself and went into the hallway. “Where’s your lawyer going?” Artie asked Yuri. “He’s going to handle things,” Yuri said. “Aren’t you concern about the death of your assistant, Penny Bell?” AJ asked. “I’m concerned about all three of my people, detective.” “Then help us understand why they’re dead.” But before Yuri could answer his lawyer reentered the room. “The detectives will be receiving a phone call from their superiors,” said the man, whose name Yuri never mentioned. Artie looked at the man perplexed when AJ’s desk phone rang. Yuri, Jamie, and his lawyer left the police station with Adam following. Adam recalled Artie’s threats not to leave town. Adam watched as Yuri spoke to his lawyer in private leaving Jamie by his car. Adam approached Jamie who smiled at Adam. “Wild night,” Adam said. “Yeah,” Jamie said, in a shaky voice. “I don’t think Yuri will be letting you out of his sight anymore.” “You think so?” “I wouldn’t—if I was him.” Adam recovered. Jamie grinned at Adam’s fumble. “I hope I can see you again—as a friend.” “I’d like that.” “Would your boyfriend be okay with that?” “Pat, is a bit insecure but once he knows he has nothing to worry about he’ll warm up to you.” “Are you going to tell him about our kiss?” “I don’t remember it, so what’s there to tell?” “I guess you’re right.” “Jamie, I’m sorry if I’d made you feel uncomfortable.” Jamie glanced over at Yuri who had his back to them. He looked at Adam and lunged at him kissing him sincerely on the mouth. Adam hesitated before breaking their embrace. They said nothing as Adam turned and hurried to his jeep wanting to be with Patrick more than ever. Leaving Jamie tasting his lips as Yuri approached. ************ Yuri drove while Jamie stared out his window. Every now and then Yuri glanced at Jamie, who avoided eye contact. Yuri gripped the steering wheel keeping his eyes on the road. “They’re dead because of me,” Jamie said, giving Yuri a sideways glance. “Why would you say that? You didn’t kill them.” “But I was the reason it all happened.” “You’re a victim as much as anyone. Penny would have died for you.” “That bitch got what she deserved.” Yuri pulled to the side of the road, leaving the motor running and flashed an icy stare at Jamie. “What did you say?” he snapped. Jamie, shocked by Yuri’s tone didn’t regret what he said. “She told me she wanted me gone. She said it while she was dying that she wanted to kill me!” Jamie screeched. Yuri, shocked to hear his friend that he trusted with his own life would act in such a way. “No, Jamie—you heard her wrong…” “No, Yuri, I heard her loud and clear. She hated me from the start because she wanted you all to herself. Ask Adam, he heard her confession.” Yuri still didn’t want to believe what he heard but knew Jamie had no reason to lie to him. He took a deep breath, calming down the best he could. “We’ll talk about this later when I’ve calmed down.” They drove in silence, Jamie knew Yuri would have to come to terms about Penny on his own, so he changed the subject. “You saw, didn’t you?” “Yes, I saw her death.” “No, I mean the kiss.” Yuri gave a deep chuckle at Jamie’s comment. “Yes, I saw it.” “Did he see it?” “Yes, Patrick saw it as well.” “So, you slept with him?” Jamie asked, tears welling in his eyes. Yuri caught from Jamie’s tone that the thought of him sleeping with Patrick upset him. “No, I didn’t sleep with him.” Jamie turned to Yuri with hope that he was telling the truth. “You didn’t?” “I changed my mind. My concern is for you.” “I love you too.” “Now, I need to get you to someplace safe. We can’t go back to the hotel, so I decided to get you out of town. My jet will be ready when we get to the airport.” “We’re leaving? But didn’t the detectives say not to leave town?” “My lawyer will deal with them. And no, you’re leaving.” “I don’t want to go alone.” “I have to handle things here before I can join you. Which I will as soon as possible.” “Where am I going?” “You’ll know when you get there. But don’t worry, I have people waiting to take care of you until I arrive.” “Okay.” Yuri started to pull back onto the road when a vehicle, with no headlight, drove at top speed curved behind Yuri’s car and slammed them from behind.
  15. keyisfake

    Chapter 30

    Patrick shifted and opened his eyes to darkness, when his vision adjusted he noticed he was in bed. Dizziness swirled in his head as a dry, sticky taste lingered in his mouth. He lift his head, only for it to drop back down, rolling to his side, he rose up on his elbow. “When did I fall asleep?” he murmured. A scan of the room Patrick realized he wasn’t in his own bedroom, he sat full up unaware of what room he was in, pushing the blanket off. Then he became mindful that he was naked. He tried to climb off the bed when his foot touched a smooth object that rolled. He found his footing and reached down picking up a toppled, empty wine bottle. He placed the bottle on the side table and turned on the light. Another empty wine bottle was on the bed. Patrick looked for his clothes, but didn’t find them on the floor, furniture, or in the wardrobe. He grabbed the sheet from the bed and wrapped it around his body seeing something fall to the floor. Patrick recognized it as a business card. Picking it up his mouth dropped open when he saw Yuri Jen’s name. Patrick dropped the card and hurried out of the room. Right away, he saw that he was in the hallway to his own room three doors away. He went and entered his bedroom and wrenched the sheet from his body, letting it crumple to the floor turning on the lights. “This can’t be happening. I need to remember how I got in his room.” Patrick sat on a quilted, plush chaise pulling his legs to his chest. “Okay, I remember leaving the party early and taking a shower.” His cell phone rang scaring him. He looked around and saw it on his nightstand where he always left it. He moved to it and saw the caller ID was Yuri’s. His feeling of panic shifted to anger when he snatched the cell up and answered. “What the fuck Yuri,” Patrick said, with a quiver in his voice. “You’re awake. I thought you would sleep through the night,” Yuri said, driving in his car, his cell plugged into the Bluetooth. “Liar. Why would you call me on my cell when you knew where you left me?” “Just took a chance.” “What did you do to me?” “You’re a big boy Patrick. You need to take responsibility for your own actions.” “You got me drunk.” “No, you got drunk. You came to my room with two bottles of wine.” “Then what?” “I’ll let you figure that out. I’m just calling to tell you Adam and Jamie did nothing with each other.” “How do you know that.” “I kept watching.” “Why didn’t you tell me?” “Because you kept avoiding me during the party. Then you got drunk and came to my room to yell at me. I allowed you to chastise me while you continued to drink. What happen after that, was all your idea.” “I was drunk?” “You most certainly were, you should get counseling.” “Damnit Yuri, did we have sex?” “Your mind will reveal it when you’re ready to know.” The line went dead. Patrick returned his cell to the table and walked to the bathroom, turning on the shower. When he washed away whatever evidence was on his body, he dried off, shut the lights off and went to bed laying on his back. He should have known Adam wouldn’t fall for that backwoods bumpkin. “Dammit, why did I get drunk and wander into Yuri’s room?” he wanted to blame Adam believing if he’d only stayed none of this would have happened. But Patrick knew he had to take responsibility for his own actions. Rolling over he tried to forget as he fell back to sleep. Time passed, as Patrick rolled onto his side when he heard his bedroom door opened. Patrick awoke and listened as the door closed and locked. Patrick knew it wasn’t Cora, she would never enter his room at night. “Was it Yuri?” he wondered. If that was true he needed to put a stop to whatever was about to happen. A thump alerted him that the person dropped something, then the same sound happened again. “He’s undressing.” he thought. Patrick took a deep breath and sprung up in bed using his best aristocratic voice. “You’d be mistaken to think rape will be your reward after I’m through with you,” he yelled. This didn’t cause fear or hesitance from the interloper instead his intruder chuckled. Patrick, was not only terrified but offended. He looked around and grabbed a square object from his nightstand. He was about to hurl it when the figure lunged at him, pushing him onto his back. The stronger body pinned Patrick covering his mouth with his palm. Patrick struggled when he heard a familiar voice say his name. “Patrick calm down, it’s only me,” Adam said, waiting until Patrick went still before moving his hand. “Adam.” “Yeah baby, it’s me.” Adam leaned down to kiss him, but Patrick turned his head away. Adam took Patrick’s reaction as punishment. “Pat, I’m sorry.” Patrick for some reason wanted Adam to confess his wayward kiss with Jamie, but he didn’t. Instead, Adam rolled off him and propped up on his arm, “I know I ran out on you and your parent’s party. I was supposed to be here for you. But this time it’s true. I’ll even give you my cell phone.” Patrick’s guilt surfaced as he locked eyes with Adam, about to confess his betrayal. “Adam.” “No Pat, wait. I need to tell you something first. I saw a house, in a quiet neighborhood and I think it would be perfect for—us.” “A house for—us?” Patrick asked. “I plan on making an offer to buy.” “You want to buy us a house?” “I do. My apartment is too close to my job and doesn’t give us enough privacy.” “But Adam…” “Pat, don’t decide anything until you see it, okay. I thought we’d see it tomorrow before the party, if it’s okay with you?” Patrick’s heart pounded in his chest at the thought of Adam wanting to raise the commitment to their relationship. When Adam pressed his rigid cock against his thigh Patrick paused, his confession, knowing whatever happened was all speculation. Yuri never confessed that they had sex so why should he tell Adam anything when it may not be true; just like Adam kissing Jamie. Adam leaned down, and this time Patrick doesn’t refuse his kiss. Adam’s lips traveled along his neck and chest downward. He would never cheat on Adam and since he couldn’t remember the act, he’ll just assume it never happened. Patrick reached out and entwines his fingers through Adam’s hair while Adam savors the cock between his lips.

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