Bang and Burn 2: Compromised {Dreamnotfound}

Chapter 7

"God, it's cold in here." Nick wrapped his arm around himself. "Why is this damn apartment complex so cold?"

Wilbur shrugged beside him. "Beats me. I still can't believe you got Niki's address."

"Darryl called in a favor with Osar's head guy, Agent Awesamdude. He seems pretty cool."

Wilbur looked behind them to see George rapidly typing on his phone. "Is everything okay?"

George looked up. "Oh, uh, yeah. It's just Clay asking if we've gotten any information yet."

Wilbur narrowed his eyes. "Does he realize that we just got here?"

"Yeah, he's just stressed." George tucked his phone into his pocket behind his badge. "I believe her place is up here to the left."

Wilbur turned and faced forward just as the blond who they had seen with Niki before came out of one of the doors. He looked like he was wearing loose workout clothes, and his wavy hair fell perfectly on his forehead. In Wilbur's opinion, he looked too perfect. The guy locked the door behind him and left the complex, saying a quiet, "Excuse me," as he passed by the trio.

Wilbur scoffed. "I fucking hate that guy."

"You don't know him," Nick pointed out.

"I don't need to know him. His name is probably Jared, and he hugged Niki."

George covered his mouth to muffle his laugh. "You know, people hug. I hug Nick, but that doesn't mean we are dating or anything."

Wilbur thought for a second, then said, "But that's different. This looked like a romantic hug. You guys saw it too."

"This is why I'm gay," George joked. "Women are too hard to figure out."

Wilbur groaned. "I hate that my friends are all gay men sometimes. This would be so much easier if I knew someone who had experience with this sort of thing."

Nick stopped in the middle of the hallway. "Excuse me?"

Wilbur turned around. "What?"

"I'm straight, Wilbur."

Wilbur smiled. "Right, okay."

"I'm not gay."

"Guys, can we please not do this today?" George asked. "We're here, anyway." George pulled out his phone and reread Darryl's text, telling him where to go. He reached out and knocked on the door, then stepped back and waited as he heard the clicking of heels approach the other side of the door.

The door clicked open, and Niki stood behind it, a big smile on her face. "Well, if it isn't the gay honeytrap? Sam called me a bit ago to let me know you were joining me this evening." She stepped aside. "Come on in!" George stepped inside first, his senses immediately overtook with a tropical aroma. The living room was grey with pastel yellow accents, giving a pop of color. The white tile amplified every little sound as his friends entered behind him. "Make yourselves at home. And, please, don't mind any messes you see. I share this place with three other guys, so there may be a stray piece of trash or two. Karl helped me clean up earlier." She then turned her head towards a metal staircase that led up to the second story. "KARL! COME SAY, HI!"

"JUST A MINUTE!" A male voice called back.

Niki looked at her phone as it rang. "Oh, shoot, it's Sam. I need to take this. Karl will be down in a second. Let him know if you'd like anything to drink." She then went down a hallway as she answered the phone, which was then followed by the sound of a door closing. Before any of them could say anything, a young man came down the stairs, his hair slightly damp and his skin practically glowing.