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You fu**** me so good I almost said, "I love you"
- Lana Del Rey
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October 27th 3:24 am
IT PAINED MATT to leave Mercedes in that pool full of pirañas...but he had to.
He knew nothing truly bad was going to happen to her, and hopefully she would do anything that would align with her daring personality. Though, he was a hypocrite because he didn't want her to do anything too extraneous, yet he was the one who was currently jumping roofs in a full suit and tie.
As he went over to his place, quickly he slipped on a pair of black baggy cargo pants and a black long sleeve. He nearly ran out of his apartment as he tied the bandana around his eyes.
As Matt ran up the stairs and headed towards the roof, he calmed his senses yet concentrated them on Mercedes to make sure she was okay.
As Mercedes walked through the entrance of the mansion, a certain blonde man let out as he saw the women alone.
By now Mercedes had already reported John and the auction that was going on. Though, she told Mahoney to give her time so that she could have time to get John on tape... and for him to say certain things she would want to hear.
Great: Thought Matt as he then tuned in his senses to Billy who was now entering his apartment.
Billy slipped his suit jacket and hung it on the a coat rack with a previous picture of him and a new girlfriend of his. Turns out they were serious... or well, this wasn't his apartment. It was hers... and if that didn't say some sort of seriousness Matt didn't know what did. But that wasn't the point. Point was to get Billy corned so he could say the truth. Or whatever it was that he was supposed to tell Mercedes.
"Lost your boyfriend?" Asked John as he came closer to Mercedes; slightly she smiled as she turned her silloute to him; though the blonde man grinned as their eyes met.
"Ahh he'll find his way back." said Mercedes as John approached the women, then planting his fingers through her straightened piece of hair, he whisked it away from her face saying,"Isn't he blind Alexandra?"
She smiled as the intimacy of the moment grew. Though her gut churned as she saw his eyes nearly drool over her face.
There were two choices. Go to billy and figure out why he killed Mercedes's sister, help Mercedes crack her sisters case, or go back to the auction and kick Johns balls.
Which was logical? plan A yes and Mercedes would want him to do that, but Matts heart wanted to go to the auction.
Matt had to pace himself as the scene became clear in his head, but he turned his logic to what was right. And now what he wanted.
"Do you want to spend the night with me or not?" asked Mercedes as she got closer to the man and straightened his tie, "You seemed pretty eager about an hour ago but now—"
"oh no Alexandra," said John as the old mans eyes smiled, "I have some things I want to show you."
He head the clear the scene away from his thoughts as Matt raced over the apartment buildings of hell's kitchen. Closely, Matt paid attention to where and what Billy was doing. He contacted no other heartbeats in the room with him. The room was just Billy and messed up furniture. He heard Billy waltz into the kitchen and take out a bottle. A bottle of what?
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