Primal Scream
“North Vancouver Detachment's files were at Headquarters because Wren's recent release from prison had motivated entering him in the ViCLAS database in case he re-offended. It was late by the time Nick lugged copies of the files to his sleet-covered car, slipping and sliding across the lot like a novice on skates.He knew he should drive home to sleep in his North Vancouver apartment.He knew if he drove to Gill's West Vancouver house, she might break his heart.But his was the hope of forlorn lovers everywhere, that the object of his unrequited affection had come to her senses and, as he knocked on the door, would fling it wide with tears in her eyes to embrace him there and then, blubbering what a fool she was to forget how much she loved him.Nick recalled the hot tub leading to hotter times in Gill's bed.Love, lust, and yearning seethed in him.It had to be something in the stars or alignment of the moon that made the men of Special X so satyric of late.Nick felt if he didn't make love ...with Gill tonight, he'd go crazy.So fool that he was, he braved mixed rain, sleet, and snow to slither through Stanley Park and fishtail up and over the hump of Lions Gate Bridge, before Lady Luck took pity on him and offered a West Van sanding truck to follow up Sentinel Hill, where he turned left across the pyramid on Gill's street.MoreLess
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