Chapter 6Detective Andy Mantegna stood in the doorway of Wes’ office, leaning against the doorjamb.
“Drinks, Captain? We’re all meeting at that new bar on Eighth Street. Not too far from the Embarcadero. Len’s, it’s called.”
Wes assumed “all” referred to Andy’s partner, this time his non-detective one, Sean Callahan, and the other homicide detectives. Wes was quite pleased they were all getting along so well, because that hadn’t always been the case.
He shook his head. “Sorry, going shopping.”
“Shopping?”
“Yep. With my…friend.” Wes leaned back in his hair and cleared his throat. “My boyfriend.”
Both of Andy’s brows shot up. “Did you say—”
“You know I did. We’re getting a tree and all the trimmings for the holidays since I’m no longer going to Maine for Christmas.” Wes had stopped th
