The Prison Writer
By Joshua Ryan
This story is for adults and about adults only.
It is also fiction. Any connection to real entities is purely coincidental.
Chapter 1
I’m Steven Meres, and I met Deputy Sheriff Dean Brannigan at a brunch given by my agent, Jerry Canto.
Jerry was a flighty, flamboyant queen, but why should I stereotype anyone? After all, I’m a novelist; I should be above all that. I’m just trying to explain why I was surprised when I got to the restaurant and found Jerry sitting next to a person whom he would undoubtedly have described as a superhunk. I was prepared to be envious, but Jerry let me know right away that the man was, “unfortunately for me, only a friend.”
“Steven, client, meet Dean, gambling buddy. I mean, buddy who gambles,” Jerry said.
The guy stood up to shake hands, and my first impression kept being right. Six feet two, 100 percent muscle. The long-sleeve tee did nothing to cover it up. Neither did the jeans.
“Gambling buddy?” I asked him.
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