Chapter 4
There was only one bridge in the Underground. Steel stretched over the inky water, and the city lights glimmered on the far side. It rivaled New York City. For a split second, Warden was overwhelmed with the idea of trying to locate Tate, his shiny needle in the massive haystack. He would tear the place apart to find his lover, and the stark realization hit him hard. There was no denying he loved Tate, having met the oddball while working a crime scene in the Underground. They hit it off instantly. But the depth of his feelings surprised even Warden.
Does Tate feel the same, or is this just one more fling in a long line of lovers?
Snap sang under his breath, managing to keep up with the pop tune on the radio, having insisted they needed music for the ride. Warden got the feeli
