You Can Never Walk Away

Chapter 1 “Are you out of your f*****g mind?” Tony sputtered, leaning on one elbow to look down at his lover. “You know a better way to get the info we need?” Kegan replied. “Yeah. Break into Lamberti’s place.” The place in question housed their target’s business and his home—which took up the second floor of the building. “First we’d have to get through his security. That’s not happening.” Kegan shot Tony a dark look. “I tried, before Morse decided to bring you in on this.” He almost smiled. “So did you, after you arrived.” Tony nodded reluctantly. B&E was one of his specialties. However, when it came to their target’s business… “Even the devil himself couldn’t get past what the bastard has installed there,” Kegan pointed out. “He’s sunk more money into his security than the government has on some of their buildings, I’ll bet.” “I still don’t like it,” Tony replied, trying to convince Kegan his idea was…at least crazy. Maybe worse. “There has to be a better way than you sleeping with him.” “If you have another solution, lay it on me.” Tony wasn’t too surprised at Kegan’s reply. They both would do what it took, no matter what. The fact that they were lovers didn’t matter when it came down to getting information or eliminating a target. They did what needed to be done. “How the hell are you going to set it up?” Tony asked, tracing one finger over the taut muscles of Kegan’s chest. “He’s not going to take just anyone home with him. He’s not stupid. And when you start asking questions…” Smirking, Kegan replied, “I’ve already met him—twice. He visits a very private club where I just happen to be a member—as of two weeks ago. He’s definitely interested in me.” “Well, fuck.” Tony looked at him, partially in admiration, partly with dismay. He knew the fact that they loved each other wouldn’t stop Kegan from completing the job, even if meant sleeping with their target. “That doesn’t mean—” “That he’ll take me home? Yeah, Tony, it does. I’ve made it real clear to him I’m not into f*****g in one of the club’s private rooms. If it’s going to happen, it’ll be in at his place or mine.” “So he chooses yours.” Kegan looked innocently at Tony. “But my very rich wife would not approve.” Tony snorted. “You know he’ll check you inside out and backward, before he lets that happen.” “And you know I’ll pass the test.” “Why do you need me in on this?” “I don’t, as far as eliminating the bastard.” Kegan shot a knowing look at his lover. “It’s what happens after that where I need your skills.” “Just how am I going to get inside the building?” “When the target takes me home with him, he’ll have to disarm the security system. Right?” “One would hope,” Tony replied sourly, seeing where Kegan was going with this. “He does, I go in by another entrance before he resets it. One question. Does he have security guards, too?’ “He does. I asked on the pretense that I was worried about his reputation if anyone saw me come home with him. He’s conceited enough he thinks he doesn’t need them around when, as he put it, ‘I have very special company I don’t want them to know about’.” “Jesus. Works in our favor, though. But my getting inside when you do isn’t going to help if we don’t know where he keeps the files we’re after.” “I’ll find out. It’s undoubtedly in a safe with primo security. I can weasel its location out of him.” Tony snorted. “Pillow talk?” “That lovely drug I’ve used for other interrogations. You know it lowers the subject’s inhibitions. Good s*x, a spiked drink afterward when he’s very relaxed…” Kegan smiled wickedly. “I get him to tell me what I need to know, then I take him out and we go from there.” “He may tell you where to find the safe, but for damned sure he’s not going to get up off the security code.” “Bingo.” Kegan pulled Tony close, whispering against his lips, “So you get to do what you’re the expert at.” He grinned. “Your second most perfect skill. The first being…” “Making love to you?” “And then some,” Kegan replied, so Tony set out to prove it.