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“What am I looking for?” I asked her.
“The garage. In the back yard. It’s a small, detached garage, but she has one attached to her house, too. Her car was in it when the police searched there, as well as when Wally called her. She only has one car that we know of. So why does she have a second garage in her back yard?”
“Maybe it was there when she bought the house, Caitlin,” Jeff suggested.
Caitlin eyed him. “Maybe. Or maybe she had another car that she conveniently failed to mention. Maybe she’s been leaving things out. I know she turned him in, but that doesn’t mean she isn’t still protecting him. Or herself.”
“So,” Jeff said, “You think he borrowed his mom’s car to kidnap the guy he was stalking and take him God knows where? Do you think she knew what he was doing? Or where he went?”
Caitlin shrugged. “Probably not, but you never know. And there’s a chance, if she had a car that she never drove, that she didn’t even realize he took it. But she would have to know by now, and she hasn’t said anything.”
“Well we don’t even know for sure he did use her car,” Amber said.
“You’re right,” I said, “We don’t know. But I’m going to find out. If she’s keeping something from us, I want the police to know. I’m going to send this to Detective Lee.” I was so grateful the detective had given me his cell number in case anything came up or I needed anything. I had so much respect for him. He’d never judged either of us, not Jamie or me. I’d felt judged more than once in that police station, but never by him. It felt like, to most people, Jamie had kind of been written off as just some gay stripper who’d managed to get himself a stalker. But Detective Lee had never looked at him like that. To him, Jamie was a person. A person whose family loved him, whose boyfriend loved him. A person who had dreams and aspired to a career he was working hard for. A person who had a life that he loved living. Detective Lee was the only person in the police station I trusted.
I sent him the picture of Jamie outside the club with the car circled. I explained why it was bothering me. Then I sent a screenshot of Wally’s mom’s garage and asked him if they’d found a car in it.
He texted me back fairly quickly, assuring me they’d checked Wally’s mother’s entire house, yard, and both garages. They hadn’t found a second car. They’d checked her car for damage but found none. He told me they’d look into it and see if she’d owned any other vehicles in recent years. He also said he’d investigate the garage further. The warrants they had by then pretty much left Wally’s house and his mother’s property fair game for the police to check whenever they wanted to. I was glad he was taking me seriously, but then he mentioned that there was nowhere around her house that would be a likely spot to hide a body. I hated that we were still talking about finding Jamie’s body. I simply agreed that I didn’t think Jamie was at Wally’s mother’s house and let the man get back to his job. There was no need for him to know where I was or what I was doing. I wasn’t going to take any chances on anyone trying to stop us. I went back to the photos, aware that I needed to look closer for a gold car hidden in plain sight in the parking lot of Club Adonis.
Chapter 17
December
Christmas break mostly sucked. I was glad to see my family and all, but I was not happy to be away from Jamie for almost two weeks. I’d cut it down to a week and a half with an excuse about needing to get back to school to work on a project, but the only real reason I wanted to get back was to see Jamie, and the only project I needed to work on was his ass.
My family seemed to know something was up. They could probably tell that my head was somewhere else the entire time. They asked me more than once if I’d met anyone, if I had anyone special, but I kept avoiding their questions and changing the subject. My younger sister Cindy, a senior in high school, gave me a few weird looks, but I ignored her.
I’d just gone to bed on Christmas Eve when my phone pinged, and I opened a photo from Jamie. I choked when I saw it was a very graphic photo of him with a dildo. Then he sent a smirk emoji with the caption: Missing you right about now.
I shook my head with a chuckle. Baby, it’s Christmas Eve. What if I’d been in the living room? You have to warn me about these! But that’s…nice.
Another smirk emoji. Haha. I knew you’d be in bed waiting for Santa. He wanted me to send you that early.
Well, two could play that game. I pulled my shorts down below my hips and checked a few angles as I found the most flattering one for my dick, rubbing up and down the length a few times as I took the photo. It didn’t take much to get hard because he’d already started it with his picture. When I decided it was good enough, I hit send. Several minutes went by before I got a reply.
Damn, baby, I didn’t expect you to send one back. I dropped my phone and my mom knocked on the door to see if everything was alright.
I burst out laughing, but the next thing I knew, he was video calling me. I knew I probably shouldn’t answer at my parent’s house, but I turned the volume down low and clicked accept. He looked desperate; his room dark except for the phone lighting up his face. “Dammit, baby,” he practically whined, “A week and a half is too long. I want that inside of me. Why did you send me that?”
I laughed again. “Excuse me, but you started this. Why did you tease me, putting things where only I belong, if you didn’t want me to tease you back?”
He nodded, flushed. “You’re right, baby, you’re the only one who belongs there. Why are you so far away?”
I probably surprised both of us when I said, “You’re going to have to make do with what you have. But I need you to show me.”
He swallowed, but then he nodded. “Ok.” He sat his phone on the nightstand, facing the camera toward his bed.
“Too dark,” I said, a little more gruffly than I meant to.
Jamie gave a little shiver and turned on the little lamp at his bedside. He held up the dildo in question and bit his lip, looking at the phone. “What do you want me to do?”
“Well, it seems you’ve already prepped yourself without including me. So go ahead and lube it up. Slide it in where I can see it.”
I kicked my shorts all the way off and started stroking my dick almost absentmindedly as I watched him angle himself with his ass in view of the phone, pulling his feet up close to his body on the bed. He slowly slid the toy inside of himself and looked at the phone. “What now, baby?”
I thought of how silent his mom’s house was and hoped he had the volume down low and that maybe his mother had invested in some earplugs. “In and out, real slow. Pretend that I’m there. Pretend it’s me fucking you deep.”
He let out a little whimper but did as I asked. “Caden…”
