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Troy
The yacht floated miles off the coast of Massachusetts, its gleaming deck and polished chrome railings shining beneath the full moon in the night sky.
But the beams of light couldn’t breach what lay beneath, deep in the bowels of the ship where Troy stood before Silas, glossed lips parted and panting while Silas stripped him down.
Troy hadn’t ever allowed Silas to fill him in on the details of what had led to either Parsons’s or Lennon’s death. He didn’t care about the past and chose to focus on the future. Speaking of what had come before them would only keep the memories fresh in his mind when all he wanted to do was move forward.
Silas had told him a piece of evidence lay hidden inside his sister’s house, and Troy hadn’t been surprised by what it was, nor was he against bur
