“Not according to his sister,” Cal said resuming his walk toward the cafeteria. They selected drinks, and the detective paid.
“Doreen’s got an imagination,” Aaron laughed, coloring a little. “I’ll admit that Kevin would like to get closer, but I’m not a complete fool. I’ve got a scholarship that I’m not about to jeopardize with a minor.”
“Good thinking. This okay?” Cal asked, indicating a corner table.
“Sure. So, what’s up with Kev?”
“He’s gay, I take it.”
“Yeah. Somebody turn him in for soliciting? I told him to stop picking up old guys.”
“Old guys?” Cal asked quickly.
Aaron leveled a smile at the detective. “Older. Older than him. You know, your age. How old are you, detective?”
“Thirty-three,” Cal answered before thinking. “And you?”
“Nineteen. I’m legal.”
“Meaning, you’re fai
