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He sighed and watched as the door at the end of the hall opened. The third crony handed over a snack bag of white and brown powder then took a wad of cash. The group turned and left, so Mason shut the door softly before they noticed.

He sent another message with the details of the group now carrying illegal substances downstairs, then turned to face Lucy. The dim interior was lit up by the street light outside. He knelt by the bed and boxed her knees in with a hand on either side of the bed.

"I'm going to stumble into the hallway and try to get the guys at the end to let me into the room. Stay in here, ok? You'll be safe here."

She looked at him but with the way the light was outside, he couldn't see her face. He saw her nod, so he stood and stepped away. She grabbed his hand, and he glanced down.

"Be careful," she whispered.

He caressed her cheek. "Are you worried about me, little bird?"

She snorted and leaned out of his touch, so he dropped his hand. "Ray would have my head if anything happened to you."

He grinned. "Noted." Then he turned back to the door, un-tucking his shirt as he went. With a yank, he pulled his boots off, then his socks, keeping one for the door.

He messed his hair up so it'd look like she'd run her fingers through it. He wished she had. He could almost feel her long fingers raking along his scalp.

Yep, that did it. His hard-on was now back, so he unbuttoned the top button of his jeans and threw the door open. Now it was show time.

Chapter 4

He stumbled out and slammed the door behind him, wrapping the sock around it.

With wide eyes, he swayed on his feet, then seemed to realize the guys at the end of the hall were there. One was watching him over his girl's head as she sucked on his ear.

He held one hand on the wall as he went closer to them. In a stage whisper, he asked, "Hey, do y'all have any condoms?"

The one who'd been watching him snorted. "Dude, why aren't you prepared?"

Mason shrugged and adjusted his dick, a pained look on his face. "I wasn't expecting to hook up. I just came for the vibe, man."

The guy sighed and rapped four times on the door. It swung open to reveal the other crony, who demanded, "What now?"

Mason shifted from foot to foot as if he was excited and wanted to jump back into his room. He looked over his shoulder for good measure and leaned forward. "I got a girl down the hall. Y'all got any extra condoms?"

The guy scowled and turned back into the room, leaving the door just barely open. Mason practically bounced back and forth as he took in the scene. A girl on the bed was making out with another girl, while the head honcho was sitting in the corner smoking a joint. On the dresser beside him was a row of white and brown and a box of Ziploc baggies. A brick was sliced open, and someone was splitting it into several baggies for distribution.

None of it was surprising. Except for the naked, balding man on his hands and knees in front of the main suspect, acting as a stool for his propped up feet.

The crony popped back in front of him, blocking the scene, and held up two condoms. "Here. Now get lost."

"Wait, is that hard stuff or you got weed in there too?"

The druggies by the door shifted imperceptibly, setting the girls to the side and stepping toward him. Mason held up his hands and took a step back. "Hey, I didn't see anything. Figured it didn't hurt to ask for a hit."

The guy in the door crossed his arms and scowled. "We don't hook up strangers."

Mason frowned and shrugged. "Seems like a terrible business outlook but whatever, man. Thanks for the condoms!"

Then he turned and practically ran back to the room, pushing it open and slamming it shut. His heart raced, but he immediately dropped the condoms and pulled out his phone.

He pressed the call button this time.

"Yeah, there's substance in there. Three males, two females. Did you get the other group as they left?"

"Yeah, we got them. Field testing it now, so give us a few minutes. Keep watch on the door and let me know if anyone else leaves."

"Will do."

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