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"Wake up. Hey!"

Bolting upright, I scanned the room quickly. As my heartbeat settled down, I focuses my attention on Abel who was shaking me awake.

"Fuck, what is it Abel?"

"He's been taken."

Pushing the covers off me, I grabbed the nearest pair of shoes I could find and slipped them on. Lacing up the boots, I arranged my thoughts.

Abel was sitting on the edge of the bed, chewing dutifully on his nails.

"Let's go."

Moving jerkily Abel pushed open the unlocked door. He locked up and brought the car around. It wasn't long before we were on the road, headed to the police station.

"When?"

The question was simple but Abel hesitated. I didn't know why.

"Midnight raid, took him in at two. I only just got word from them."

I didn't say another word on the way to the station. I didn't have anything else to say, and it was clear Abel was too scattered to say anything either.

When we arrived, it felt like the ugly aged building was staring us down. Strengthening my resolve I walked inside, Abel hot on my heels.

After having a quick chat with someone on my mans payroll, I was allowed to see him. The officer led us to the very back of the holding cells, where my man was sat alone in the tiny space.

"Scram."

The officer ducked out of sight. It was clear he didn't want to be here when things started getting heated. He looked too young to be accustomed to this sort of thing.

"What did you do?"

My mans eyes met mind through the bars. His face lit up in amusement - likely at my appearance.

"I swear I'll kill you if you so much as smile at me right now. Abel woke me in the middle of the night to tell me that you got booked. So I'll ask again, what the fuck did you do?"

He sighed.

"They're holding me on suspicion. Nothing is solid. They can't keep me."

"This doesn't have anything to do with our apartment does it?"

"Possibly."

"What was it?"

"Remember that meeting with Giovanni? Turns out that a copy of the minutes was lying in the ruble. They say they have Gio in custody and that he's confessed but I don't buy that, they would ship me of to the nearest prison had that been true."

I glared, exhausted with it all.

"I will fix this, and then we will take Jupiter and leave for a month. Abel with handle operations when we're gone because I damn well deserve a proper honeymoon. Understand me?"

Leaning through the bars, my man pressed a quick kiss against my cheek.

"Files are in the Inspectors office hunny."

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