Chasing Justice (Gay Detective Romance Novella) by Corynn Crawford Page B
Authors: Corynn Crawford
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touching Luke’s ear in such a way that it sent chills down Luke’s spine. “I want him to be your collar.”
Luke nodded again, and kissed Eddie. “On three.”
“One, two...”
Luke and Eddie both pulled their weapons, and when the countdown ended they burst from the stall with simultaneous shouts of “NYPD!” and “U.S. Marshals!” Julio was bent over the edge of the sink, his pants pulled down to his thighs to give Thayer access. Thayer was mid-thrust when Eddie and Luke pulled them apart.
Luke grabbed Thayer’s wrist, twisted it behind his back, and pushed him face-first against the grimy tiled wall of the bathroom to cuff him.
“Finally caught you, you son of a bitch.”
“Whuh?” Thayer mumbled.
“Luke, he’s practically flying he’s so high. Look at his eyes. I don’t even think he knows what’s going on,” Eddie said, handcuffing Julio.
“Why you always gotta be persecuting him all the time?” Julio squeaked, his face red in anger. “He didn’t ever do—”
“He’s a murderer , Julio, and you’re lucky you weren’t next,” Luke said angrily. “He beat two people to death.”
“And attempted to kill a third,” Eddie finished. “The Marshals will be taking him back to L.A. tonight, and then he’s going to prison for a very long time.”
“But…but Neils, you didn’t do nothin’ like what they sayin’, did you?” Julio asked, turning to his lover.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Thayer said quietly.
“Sure you do,” Luke said. “A kid a little younger than you, handsome, with red hair and blue eyes, his face and skull smashed in with a car’s steering wheel lock.”
Thayer met Luke’s eyes.
“Sound familiar now?” Luke asked, shoving Thayer’s face against the wall again. “That kid you killed and left tied up and gagged like he was a piece of trash you could just throw away?”
“Luke—”
Luke had his hand pressed against the back of Thayer’s neck. “He was a rentboy, working the streets, struggling to get by, and you took what you wanted from him because you could, right? Because you’re a rich little asshole who thought the world should bow down to you because you have money ? You think you can treat people however you want?”
“Luke, man, come on—”
“Did you even know that boy’s name?” Luke asked, squeezing now. “Cory Milligan. Do you want to know what his mother did when she found out her only son had been killed? She let out the most agonizing scream I have ever heard in my life. She screamed , Neils. Is that what Cory did when he was begging for his life?”
Thayer began to sputter and cough against the tile, and finally Eddie stepped in and pulled Luke away, shoving him against the side of the sink.
“ Luke ! Fuck man, take it easy. You want to blow this entire thing for revenge?”
Luke was visibly shaking with rage. He took three steps and slammed his fist into the automatic paper towel dispenser, shattering the plastic housing into several jagged pieces.
Moments later a huge bouncer came running into the men’s room.
Eddie held up his Marshals’ badge before the bouncer could say anything. “I need you to call 911 and tell them a U.S. Marshal and an NYPD detective have captured a wanted fugitive and we need backup. Go. Now.”
“All right,” the bouncer said, and left.
“You okay?” Eddie asked Luke.
Luke nodded.
“Then help me get these two out into the alley for the precinct boys to pick up. I don’t want to make a scene in the middle of the club.”
At first Luke was going to grab Thayer, but he thought better of it and turned to Julio instead.
“Come on, Julio. Your ride awaits.”
Chapter 7
“Yeah, I know, Gale,” Eddie was saying into his phone. “What? Yeah, no problems. No, you don’t have to worry about that.” He grinned over at Luke. “I behaved.”
Luke smirked back, watching the patrol car take Thayer away from the back door of the club.
“No, Christ . I
Luke nodded again, and kissed Eddie. “On three.”
“One, two...”
Luke and Eddie both pulled their weapons, and when the countdown ended they burst from the stall with simultaneous shouts of “NYPD!” and “U.S. Marshals!” Julio was bent over the edge of the sink, his pants pulled down to his thighs to give Thayer access. Thayer was mid-thrust when Eddie and Luke pulled them apart.
Luke grabbed Thayer’s wrist, twisted it behind his back, and pushed him face-first against the grimy tiled wall of the bathroom to cuff him.
“Finally caught you, you son of a bitch.”
“Whuh?” Thayer mumbled.
“Luke, he’s practically flying he’s so high. Look at his eyes. I don’t even think he knows what’s going on,” Eddie said, handcuffing Julio.
“Why you always gotta be persecuting him all the time?” Julio squeaked, his face red in anger. “He didn’t ever do—”
“He’s a murderer , Julio, and you’re lucky you weren’t next,” Luke said angrily. “He beat two people to death.”
“And attempted to kill a third,” Eddie finished. “The Marshals will be taking him back to L.A. tonight, and then he’s going to prison for a very long time.”
“But…but Neils, you didn’t do nothin’ like what they sayin’, did you?” Julio asked, turning to his lover.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Thayer said quietly.
“Sure you do,” Luke said. “A kid a little younger than you, handsome, with red hair and blue eyes, his face and skull smashed in with a car’s steering wheel lock.”
Thayer met Luke’s eyes.
“Sound familiar now?” Luke asked, shoving Thayer’s face against the wall again. “That kid you killed and left tied up and gagged like he was a piece of trash you could just throw away?”
“Luke—”
Luke had his hand pressed against the back of Thayer’s neck. “He was a rentboy, working the streets, struggling to get by, and you took what you wanted from him because you could, right? Because you’re a rich little asshole who thought the world should bow down to you because you have money ? You think you can treat people however you want?”
“Luke, man, come on—”
“Did you even know that boy’s name?” Luke asked, squeezing now. “Cory Milligan. Do you want to know what his mother did when she found out her only son had been killed? She let out the most agonizing scream I have ever heard in my life. She screamed , Neils. Is that what Cory did when he was begging for his life?”
Thayer began to sputter and cough against the tile, and finally Eddie stepped in and pulled Luke away, shoving him against the side of the sink.
“ Luke ! Fuck man, take it easy. You want to blow this entire thing for revenge?”
Luke was visibly shaking with rage. He took three steps and slammed his fist into the automatic paper towel dispenser, shattering the plastic housing into several jagged pieces.
Moments later a huge bouncer came running into the men’s room.
Eddie held up his Marshals’ badge before the bouncer could say anything. “I need you to call 911 and tell them a U.S. Marshal and an NYPD detective have captured a wanted fugitive and we need backup. Go. Now.”
“All right,” the bouncer said, and left.
“You okay?” Eddie asked Luke.
Luke nodded.
“Then help me get these two out into the alley for the precinct boys to pick up. I don’t want to make a scene in the middle of the club.”
At first Luke was going to grab Thayer, but he thought better of it and turned to Julio instead.
“Come on, Julio. Your ride awaits.”
Chapter 7
“Yeah, I know, Gale,” Eddie was saying into his phone. “What? Yeah, no problems. No, you don’t have to worry about that.” He grinned over at Luke. “I behaved.”
Luke smirked back, watching the patrol car take Thayer away from the back door of the club.
“No, Christ . I
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