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Three can keep a secret if two of them are dead ...

Powerful men determined to keep their secrets. Detective Lieutenant Hunter Dane, determined to know it all.

Hunt and his team struggle with two cases—chasing one suspect cloaked in wealth, the other in superstition.

"The farmhouse has been sealed up since the last murder. Almost twenty years. Doors and windows intact. No sign of entry, forced or otherwise," Hunter said.

"But we're searching it, anyway?" Merisi peered across the dying orchard at the two-story, clapboard structure.

“You ain’t gonna find it.”

Merisi whirled around. In the railroad ditch, a boy on a bicycle eyed him boldly. His Black Ops 4 cap came down to his ears. He looked about ten years old.

“You don’t think so?” Merisi jumped down beside the boy and held out his hand. “Detective Mike Merisi.”

The boy took his hand. “I’m Bernard.”

“Why won’t we find him?”

“They live in mirrors. We can't get in, but they get out.”

“They?” Merisi asked.

“Demons."

Book 6 of the Hunt&Cam4Ever series. Cam's moved up the hall to his new office and new career. But Hunt without Cam? Not happening.

Hunt walked straight into his office and slumped back on the edge of his desk.

Cam followed. He shut the door before he kicked Hunt’s feet apart and moved in between his legs,strong arms circling Hunt’s shoulders.

“We're at work,” Hunter said, but he didn’t pull away.

“You’re at work. I’m visiting.” Cam rubbed his cheek against Hunter’s ear.

Hunt’s arms went around Cam’s waist. “I’m still at work.”

“You’re on a break.” Cam’s arms tightened and Hunter’s head dropped to his shoulder with a deep sigh.

After a minute, Hunt stood, hugged Cam tightly and pushed him firmly away. “You suck at being a good influence.”

Cam grinned. "You're welcome."