Yeah, Ethan agreed.
BIG.
TIME.
Already, on day one, he was feeling like this was going to be a shitshow for them.
Call it a hunch.
They’d had cases that felt like this from the start, and they were always a pain in the ass to weed through the massive amount of information being thrown at them.
“I don’t like that it’s been bounced between cops and Feds,” Ethan admitted. “There’s too much room for mistakes.”
Gene agreed.
“Yeah, that’s how you drop the ball. I think we need to go to Jarod’s place next to see if we can find anything there. I texted Greyson about positive ID, and by now, Gabe is calling the man’s family.”
Ethan knew what that meant.
They had limited time before the family came from the upper States and showed up to go through the man’s things. They had to do that first.
“Agreed,” Ethan said.
Gene was glad.
“We can look around, and we can see if something is going on there. Maybe we can get his notebook, or we can backtrack where he was heading after TOD.”
There was that.
“Hopefully, Corbin has more he didn’t relay over the phone.”
Ethan hoped so.
Heading up the stairs, Ethan slipped his hand back in Gene’s, and the man glanced over.
“I love when you are compelled to hold my hand,” Gene admitted. “I get this butterfly feeling in my belly. It’s the best feeling in the world when we can walk like this. I really enjoy it.”
Ethan doubted that.
And he said so.
“Being boned by a sexy bear is the best feeling in the world. Handholding is nice, but there’s better pleasure. I know that for a fact.”
That caught him off guard, and made him laugh. Someone was coming out of his shell.
Clearly.
“You don’t say?”
Oh, he did.
Repeatedly.
In fact, he’d prefer being boned by Gene than boned by this case.
Only, the universe was being spicy this week, and they were in its path.
Gene enjoyed the PDA they shared, and held onto it until they reached the stairwell. Once at the door to the floor the FBI office was on, he had to let go.
