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“I thought you didn’t want to tell her this came from a fight.”
“There’s a difference between telling her I almost killed a guy in an underground cage fight that also happens to be illegal and telling her I got into a fight with some neighbor because they wouldn’t turn down the volume to Taylor Swift.”
“Look,” I say. “Just sleep now. We can talk about this in the morning.”
“Okay.”
I start to leave and Teague calls out for me. “Sebastian,” he says. “Thanks. I’m really sorry about this; I didn’t mean to drag you into this. I don’t even know how I got dragged into this!”
“I know, Teague.”
“You hate me, don’t you?”
“Teague, I don’t hate you!”
“Sebastian?”
“Yeah?”
“Will you find out if that guy’s okay?” Teague says. “You can take the help of your new friend…what’s his name…”
“Liam.”
“Yes. He seems connected.”
“So does Vince.”
“Vince hasn’t even called back.”
“He’s your cousin and you’ve known him since you were kids! It’s not like he’s suddenly going to ditch you, Teague.”
“Then why hasn’t he called?”
Honestly, Vince hasn’t called but he did send me a text saying he was still handling it. I don’t know what the hell that means and I’m pretty sure he doesn’t want to say much over a cell phone or through a text, but there’s something Vince isn’t telling us, I can feel it. But telling Teague any of that means making him more anxious and that’s not something I want to do to him. He’s already messed up. “Teague,” I say, turning off the light. “Goodnight.”
In the hallway, in front of the locked door, I stoop to pick up the photograph. Teague was right. I don’t think I’ve ever had this much fun as I had in Vienna. You slipped, Sebastian. You were careless. That is not acceptable.
I know I slipped. This photograph shouldn’t be out of that room, how could I be so careless? Teague ignored it this time and he’s drugged out so he might not even remember this exchange the next morning but he’s not stupid. He knows this room hides a secret. I will be more careful. You better be, Sebastian.
I don’t like lying to my friends but this is one secret that I will take to my grave.
Nobody can find out.
Friend In Deed
LIAM
“Steven can we stop here?”
“Of course, sir.”
It’s dark and we’re Steven stops the limo in a deserted alley, no sign that anyone is there. But then, from the shadows, I see someone taking calculated steps towards the limo. Finally they rap the window and I let them in. The man is wearing a dark hoodie that covers his face and I can’t see anything. He’s holding a manila folder in his hand that he’s clutching tight but other than that there’s no sign of fear or unease in his body language, he’s completely calm.
“Did you bring the evidence?” he asks.
I pick up an envelope placed on the seat and hand it over to him. He opens it right there and looks at the photographs inside. “They’re very good,” he says, as though he wasn’t expecting it.
“Steve’s not just a good limo driver,” I explain.
