“Our scale is probably skewed.”
I chuckle again, nodding as I start the car. “Good point.”
We drive for a few minutes before Specter asks, “Do you think Shadow’s intel was wrong?”
“Hopefully not. Maybe it was just an off night or something else came up. No one sat in those seats all night.”
“Do you know which player the target is related to?”
“Nope. Maybe it’s an educated guess from the client because the target only goes to home games and he sits in the same reserved seats. The seats are generic team spots.”
“That’s interesting in itself, right? Seems like someone’s going out of their way to protect someone’s identity.”
“Exactly. His surname doesn’t match any of the players either.”
“So what now? You keep stalking hockey games until he shows up?”
“I might have to. It’s all we’ve got so far. This guy is slippery.”
“Hmm. When’s the next home game?”
“Day after tomorrow.”
“Need a date?”
I smile. “You don’t have a job?”
“Not right now.” He taps my arm. “Can we swing by Segreto?”
“I’m already on my way.”
Specter smiles that truly genuine smile that only Colson seems to be able to produce, even when he’s just thinking about him. “So what were you doing outside at the bar?”
“I followed the hunk of sex in the fancy suit.”
“Uh, there were at least twenty guys in there fitting that description.”
I chuckle. “Fair, but I went after the dark, brooding one.”
“Again…”
“The one in the navy suit. Did you notice him? He was a little taller, a little broader, and a hell of a lot sexier than the others. Looked like a fucking owner.”
“Is he?”
“No idea, but I doubt it. He was ready to fight me when he realized I was following him. Pretty sure I saw him in a jersey earlier too.”
“And?”
“Jacked him off in the parking lot.”
Specter huffs a laugh. “You are something else. Only you could fit in a ten-minute sex break and come back looking like nothing happened.”
“Five minutes. He was ready.” I wink at my friend before returning my attention to the road.
“Was it good?”
Memories of his sweet mouth, his tight grip around my cock, and his throbbing erection in my hand rush back, causing me to clear my throat as my body heats.
