Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Stella leaned in to look. The sketch showed a man in his early forties with a beard covering most of his face. His eyes suggested he was refined. He had a mole near his eyebrow, single eyelids, clear facial bones, and was very thin.

He didn’t resemble Larry at all, and if you saw him on the street, you wouldn’t connect them.

Stella asked, “Can the database find this scruffy-looking guy?”

Since the DNA wasn’t in the database, Stella doubted a photo would help much.

Keegan ruffled her hair and said, “Technology’s advancing. As long as he’s on this earth, we can trace him.”

Stella’s eyes brightened. “Do you have a plan?”

Keegan teased her, “What’s in it for me?”

Stella playfully offered, “I’ll give you my body.”

Then she tackled Keegan onto the bed.

her waist. Just as he was about to

his chin with one hand, pressed his shoulder with the other, and kissed him passionately, though she wasn’t great at

ears turned red, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and his neck flushed lightly. His enthusiastic response made Stella’s legs go weak, and she soon collapsed on

closed, started unbuttoning his shirt. When she reached for his belt, he

uneven, and nuzzled her nose, whispering, “I see how eager you

lightly and gave him a doe-eyed look. “Do you want

reply, but he covered her eyes with his hand, saying, “Don’t look at me

the last time, and playfully suggested, “How about I lend

Keegan was momentarily speechless.

to respond, she heard him say, “My legs

then kicked him off the

floor, one leg bent, resting his head on his hand, and sighed, “My legs are

“Even if we’re broke, we’re sleeping

climbed back onto the bed, wrapping his arms around her as she struggled, and

“So, what’s

“Technology’s improving all the time. Do you know about