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eBook Category: Erotica/Mystery/Crime
eBook Description: Coyotes, human escorts for illegal aliens, are a problem on the border. This particular coyote is even more problematic when it turns out to be the younger brother of a close friend. In this story by James Buchanan, not everything is as it appears in this Coyote Crossing, especially when the leader of the pack winds up with his head bashed in. Josh Lanyon entertains readers with In A Dark Wood. Being lost in the woods isn't a fun first date, especially when the forrest is the very one in which a teenage boy finds a human skull. Escaping your past is hard when you're a former porn star. In L. Picaro's Gamble Everything one man is trying to do just that, but someone else is intent on making him remember all that he'd rather forget.

eBook Publisher: Aspen Mountain Press, Published: 2007, 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: November 2007

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Words: 36884
Reading time: 105-147 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
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All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
ISBN: 9781601680709

"The characters in these three stories are freshly drawn and the plots are far from the run of the mill. Although the basics of 'guy falls for cop' or 'cop falls for guy' are present, there is much else besides.... The mixture of realism and romance is a winning combination in this superb anthology."--Rainbow Reviews, British Bull Dog

Fullbreck looked up, his flashlight tracking across the new faces, and smiled. The men blinked and looked away. Fullbreck's beam played over the face of the man in the middle. "Well, well, well, we don't need to ask who the coyote is on this crossing."

Nabbing the coyotes, the guys who made their living sneaking people across the border, was a big coup. Normally, illegals wouldn't rat them out--their lives, the lives of their families depended on the shady dealers who knew the hidden routes through the desert. Border Patrol often ended up shunting the coyotes right back into Mexico with their victims so they could do it all over again the next night.

Rick may have been a Senior Agent, but Fullbreck had been stationed on this stretch of the border for years. Since Rick didn't want to twist anyone's shorts, he let Fullbreck take the collar. "Look who we have here," the agent sneered. "Agustín Romero-Price."

Rick couldn't have heard the name right. It snuck out of his past and slapped him. The assignment may have been new; the area wasn't. Columbus, New Mexico, forty-five minutes south, was his home town.

Associated with the name and the area was a gangly boy. Augi, Agustín, baby bro to Javier, Rick's best friend at Deming High. Javier played center to Rick's running-back position. And Augi; Augi was the fucking kid who followed them around and worshiped the ground they walked on. Javier's mama would yell, Ninos, take Augi with you, sounding the death knell for two teenagers. The last thing they wanted was a fourteen year old to baby sit. They'd buy Augi a Manzanita, shove him in an out of the way booth, and tell him to shut the fuck up while they chased girls. Well, Javier chased them and Rick just pretended to.

Deming wasn't a good place to be an eighteen year old, gay football player.

"What does this make for you Augi, three times this year?" As Fullbreck's voice chided, Rick double timed towards the group of detainees. "You're probably looking at time now boy."

Headlights picked out a squared off jaw set off by deep brown eyes. The subtle five-o-clock shadow softened the edges of his face. Hard set, the line of his mouth came off as a bad boy pout. Augi, his hands clasped behind his head, shuffled his worn hiking boots through the sand. The position pushed his chest out pulling his shirt tight. Where the flannel gaped a dusting of black curls enticed Rick. Thirteen years had filled out Agustín's shoulders and upper body. Broad and muscular lines replaced the skinny teenage frame from Rick's memories. Augi still had the shaggy, wavy black hair: buzzed on the sides but long on top and flopping into his eyes.

Rick sighed, "Ah shit, Augi."

Even if they hadn't called out his name, Rick would have known Augi. It bothered him, just a bit, how excited he was at the prospect of seeing Augi. And it wasn't the prospect of seeing an old friend that lit Rick up. No. The gaping rents in the knees of Augi's jeans offered up enticing glimpses of hard muscled legs. Rick's hips were excited to see Augi long before his brain put two and two together.

Fullbreck turned. "You know this piece of shit, Franco?" He swung his gaze from Augi to Rick and back again.

"If he has a brother named Javier, I do." Rick hooked his thumbs through his wide duty belt and adjusted himself without being obvious. "Fucking-A, been close to twelve maybe thirteen years though. Used to be best friends with his bro."

"Hey Rick," Augi smirked, "How's things? Long time no see." Warm and heady, Augi's voice had grown up with the rest of him. It didn't do anything to ease Rick's half-mast stance. Fuck, Rick needed to get laid. At least six months had passed since the last time ... the relationship had been over with George long before it had been finished.

Hacking and spitting into the dust, Fullbreck considered Rick. "You want him, Franco?"

For this group they'd caught, many more had probably slipped through their fingers. Family and friendship were big commodities in the Southwest. Combine those two random facts and nobody would think Fullbreck's offer odd. What the authorities couldn't drill through a thick head used to slipping through the cracks, maybe a heart-to-heart could. Then the next time, if there was a next time, Augi got caught they could all say they tried.

"Yeah, give him to me." Rick growled as he glowered at Augi. He shouldn't tempt himself, but he felt like he owed it to Javier and his family. "I'll see if I can't smack some sense into his skull."