Finding the Line Draft 1 CH 04

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#53 of Once Broken

draft 1 of Book 1 in the inheriting the Line Series.

Denton is simply a police detective looking to catch the bad guys and bed the willing guys. unfortunately for him, the investigation into the quadruple murder of a prominent Denver family leads him to the discovery of a secret society in the midst of a crisis that might be linked to his own existence.

The day is over, and Denton makes plans for his evening

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"Evening, Fred," Denton waved to the desk sergeant as he left the precinct. He took out his phone and turned on Prowlr, now that he wasn't on duty anymore. While it was true that as a detective he was never really off duty, when he was allowed to go home for evening, that meant Prowlr could be turned on.

Before he reached his car it pinged. Two miles from where he was there was a Wolf, quite attractive from the picture. Versatile, with a preference for bottoming. Can entertain or visit. Denton liked that the picture was of him dressed in biker leather, chest and up, face included.

It wasn't a real gauge of his personality, but over the years he'd found that those who put pictures of their cocks as a profile pic, or had a suggestive picture, tended to be sleazier than he liked.

"I'm just leaving work. If you send me the address I can pick you up and we can go to my place." The guy would be able to look his picture and profile over and make a decision. His profile picture was of him in jeans, wearing a t-shirt and leaning against a tree, it had been taken last summer, when he and his family went on vacation at the national park up north.

Denton gave him ten minutes so he leaned against his car and checked email.

"Want to meet up over the weekend?" From Reggie.

"Possibly, too early to tell," he replied.

"The BF is out of town this week. Meet up?" This one from Frank.

"No. I told you before. You're in a relationship. We either have sex the three of us together, or not at all." It wouldn't happen. Sergei was strictly monogamous.

Before he moved to the next one Prowlr pinged.

"I'm at the Starbucks at the corner of Arlington and Finnley."

"Be there under five minutes."