Chapter 20
Dinner had been perfect. The food came out in a timely manner, their waitress had been cheerful and accommodating without being annoying, and Scott had seemed to enjoy everything Duke had chosen for him. The wine helped. It loosened Duke’s tongue enough to relax and realize it was finally happening, that James hadn’t uttered a single protest or exhibited an ounce of reluctance ever since he’d arrived at his office. He hadn’t been convinced it would actually work, even if he wouldn’t let Scott see that. A lot of time had passed. Scott was a man of position and growing power in the city, while Duke was still just a cop. Everything that had transpired between the two of them could have been unique to the circumstances at the time, and he had to be prepared that the night would tur
