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And as for not liking kinky shit, what this college kid didn’t realize was that he was the king of it. There was so much porn running rampant through his head, and all of it was kinky.

And with one person.

Ethan.

It was clear that college kids could humble a guy real fast when they called them old.

Gene was anything but. He was thirty-one in a few weeks. That wasn’t even old in his book.

Because he saw the look on his face, Ethan elbowed Gene. He needed to see what this kid wasn’t pointing to because he saw it and that alarm bell went off.

The flyer.

When he showed him, he knew why. That was definitely a flyer for a bar calledBull’s.

‘Bull’s Biker Bar.’

It appeared that Corbin’s Google search had panned out. They could see by the address that it was one in the same.

Oh, boy.

This was a problem.

Why?

Because they sent the assholes off with the CIA, and they’d believed it when they said that they weren’t taking men for the supplier. If this kid went there, that was now a possibility.

Shit.

Had they been wrong and the bikers lied to them? Was the place the actual ground zero?

“He went there alone?” Gene asked, astounded that someone would look at the place and think,‘I want to hang out there and get sexually assaulted’.

But here they were.

Back at square one.

The young kid shrugged.

“I have no clue. All I know is I never heard from him again. Can you tell me about how you found him? I’d like to know how he died. I liked Graham. He was a good dude.”

Yeah, they could tell him.

“Graham was found in the woods with remains. He was found with two other victims.”

That hung there.

“Oh, shit,” he muttered. “I’m sorry to hear that. Graham was a decent guy. Did that place do him in?” he asked.

Honestly, now, they weren’t one hundred percent sure. Could all of the men have lied? That was something they’d have to ask Gabe about, but it would take time to‘extract’that information.

Or was this a coincidence?

They’d busted Corbin’s chops for running with a coincidence, and now, they might do the same.

Ethan was curious, and he needed to get in a few more questions before this lunatic remembered that Sarah was parked in his ride.

“What do you know about Professor Harrison Dunne?” he asked. “Graham taught for him.”