Right Under Your Nose

Sydney Davenport was the sweetest guy. He didn't have enemies and he wasn't worth fighting. Who would want to murder him? Who would want to murder a male stripper? And how could Sydney's best friend and coworker Alexander Carruth sleep through the murder when it happened in the exact room he was in? These are the questions Detective Benjamin Wilson has to think about on a case like this one. How will he handle it when its as toxic and mysterious as this?

(Author's Note: Yeah, yeah I know the tags you may have found it under. It's not a red-herring, It just comes later in the story, so calm down and just enjoy the book for what it is. It's smut with plot.)