Chapter 6
Where the hell was Jay?
Granted, Drake hadn’t been home much in the last few days. He and his partner had suddenly gotten a great deal of leads on a case they’d been working on and had needed to check them out. But when he had been home, he’d tried knocking on the young blond’s door each time. Drake had even tried calling Jay’s cell phone. It went to voice mail each time.
He’d finally managed to send Ross home Sunday afternoon. The truth was he’d been kind of relieved when Ross had received a call from Stan, demanding he return to their house. Though Drake had let Ross spend Saturday night with him, he had made sure Ross slept on his sofa bed. He was not giving in again.
Now frowning at Jay’s door, Drake rapped on it again. Today was Thursday. He hadn’t really seen Jay since
