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.

guard by her boldness, barely managing to protect her waist. Just as he was

chin with one hand, pressed his shoulder with the other, and kissed him passionately, though she

apple bobbed, and his neck flushed lightly. His enthusiastic response made Stella’s legs go weak,

Keegan flipped her onto her back and kissed her deeply. Stella, eyes closed, started unbuttoning his shirt. When she reached for his

chuckled, breath uneven, and nuzzled her nose, whispering, “I see how eager you are to offer

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

eyes with his hand, saying, “Don’t look at me like that. I

time, and playfully suggested, “How about I lend you

Keegan was momentarily speechless.

when Stella thought he was too shy to

paused, then kicked

leg bent, resting his head on his hand, and sighed,

gritted her teeth, “Even if we’re

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

down. “So,

improving all the time. Do you know about