Reaper

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Authors: Edward Kendrick
Tags: Erotic Romance Fiction
weren’t having any of that. One of them said he has a bad comb-over.” She chuckled. “She said the brown hair on his pasty white skull made him look like the guy who was mayor of New York. Not that I know who that is, but…” She shrugged.
    “I know who she means,” Reaper told her. “The mayor wasn’t fat, but the description of the hair could help. Is there anything else any of you can think of?”
    The teens all shook their heads.
    “Will any of this help you?” Zip asked.
    Suddenly Scooby slapped his hand on the table. “License plate for the Ford. I didn’t get the whole thing but I think the first two digits were A4. Of course it could have been AA, but I’m real sure the first one was an A.”
    “Great. So we have a start. Now on to the next bit of business. Since you guys have the best idea of what these men look like, as well as their cars, I want you to call me if you spot them again.”
    “I don’t have a phone,” Pinky said.
    Reaper opened the bag he’d set on the floor beside him, taking out eight throwaway phones then handed them out. “Now you do,” he told her. “All of you use these. They’re GPS modified so when you call, I’ll know right where you are.” He gave them his number, telling them to put it on speed dial. “And get the word out about these guys to everyone you know. They’re probably not the only predators running around, but my stopping them is a start.”
    “You know they ain’t,” Zip said. “But yeah, if you take care of them, we’ll all feel a bit safer.”
    “That’s the plan,” Reaper replied before dismissing them.
    Now I have to keep my eyes open, and if one of them calls, hope I’m close enough to get to them before something bad goes down.
     
    * * * *
     
    “What information did you get from the kids?” Dallas asked the moment he got home around eight in the morning and joined Zack in the bedroom. “I’m not going to turn it in, because you were right. There’s no way I could explain how I got it. But I want to know who to watch out for.”
    After running the comb through his hair one more time to tame it for work, Zack turned from the mirror to look at him, one eyebrow arched. “No good morning? No kiss?”
    “Good morning.” Dallas stepped close enough to give him his kiss and muss his hair, earning a growl of frustration from his lover. “Now, what did you learn?” he asked, sitting on the bed to take off his shoes.
    Zack laid it out in detail, ending by saying, “It’s not much, I know, but more than I had before.”
    “ We had,” Dallas emphasized.
    “We had. I know I’ve seen that red Ford a few times soon after the bars have closed for the night. Well, if it’s the same one. Next time I see it, I’ll check the license plate. If Scooby’s right, it’s AA or A4 something.”
    “Not enough for me to run, unfortunately.” Dallas unbuttoned his shirt and gave it to Zack when he held out his hand.
    “Want me to drop those”—Zack pointed to the small pile of uniforms on the chair—“off at the cleaners?”
    “I’d love you forever if you did.”
    “That’s what it takes?” Zack asked, grinning.
    “Well…that and good sex, companionship and decent meals and—”
    Zack stopped him with a kiss. “I think we have all of that. But most of all, real love.”
    “We do,” Dallas agreed, pulling him down for another kiss. “Now off with you or you’ll be late. Especially”—he grinned—“since you have a stop to make on the way in.”
    Zack paused long enough to re-comb his hair before picking up the uniforms to take with him. On his way past Dallas, he bent to give him one final kiss then left.
     
    * * * *
     
    “Brian, can you be free in an hour?” Zack asked when he got his mentor on the phone just after four on Thursday afternoon.
    Brian said he could be, asking if they were going to go look at the building. Zack told him they were and that he’d pick him up in front of the shelter.
    Almost exactly an

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