L had spent so long chasing bad guys, being entrenched in every rotten facet of humanity, that he’d forgotten what it felt like to believe in purity. Until he met Hank, a man of such refreshing honesty he would awaken the long slumbering feelings L had tried so hard to keep buried. Can L maintain his new friendship under all the pressures of the Kira case? And is friendship really all these feelings are? What propane fueled passions lie beyond Hank’s deep black eyes? And why does L want so badly to find out?