“Lieutenant Ty Jamerson slammed down the file he held on the nearest surface, which happened to be his desk. Glaring at Jase, who’d had the misfortune to hand him the file, Ty grunted in male understanding. He wouldn’t kill the messenger. After years of working together, Jase knew it, too. He grinned back good-naturedly.“Maybe we can dress him in drag,” Jase offered. “Get him some falsies and get him up onstage.” He laughed heartily. “Now that’ll draw every creep outta the woodwork.”Ty ran his f...ingers through his shoulder-length hair. He’d be glad when this assignment was over. The last three years in vice had taken its toll on him and his team. They needed to come up for air soon, or they’d morph into the seedy underworld counterparts they sought to put away.“Serious up, Jase,” Ty chastised. “We’ve lost one of our own. It’s balls to the walls now.” The high energy in the room accelerated.“She’s just missing,” Reese said.Ty glanced across the room at Reese, another brother in blue and his longtime point man.Ty slammed his hands down on the desk.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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