Chapter 31: Jax, Uncovered
I became a detective like Bobby Carlson.
Miller.
Miller was behind Jax’s disappearance. Damn him. I couldn’t understand why. I knew he had had illegal tendencies, breaking into places, stealing what didn’t belong to him, and harassing me, but I didn’t realize the capacity of his dangerous methods. The man couldn’t sane. No doctor of medicine could deem such a diagnosis. No one in the medical field. Matthew Van Millerhowsen had turned into an unspeakable pain in the ass during his life, jealous of men, and falling over himself throughout the years.
Sometimes, you could unexpectedly become acquaintances in life with men like Miller. Workout buddies. Luncheon pals as waiter and diner, but never lovers. We were more acquaintances than friends. I knew that. Gloria
