Last Goodnight

~°Chapter 22°~

I was currently seated across from Dan, Damion and Sebastian. As promised they had all dressed after practice and taken me out for dinner. Dan had managed to thankfully sit between Damion and Sebastian to avoid any unnecessary conflict. I sat next to Wez unable to deal with their pointless jealousy. I had more things to worry about.

"So how did training go?" Wez asks as he scarfs down his last few bites of steak.

"It went great. Dan had both of the guys including himself practicing."

"Excellent. It will help you in the future. Has Maqueuly contacted anyone yet?" His eyes travel from me to Sebastian who is taking a sip of his red wine.

"No. He hasn't called anyone. I know where his new place is though. I wonder if he's taking all the appropriate measures since the cops are searching for him after the drug bust incident."

Wez nods as if satisfied with his answer. "You guys will both stay at the cabin and train until he calls."

"Do you have enough evidence to send him to jail yet Wez?" I pry curiously. 

It had been several weeks of Sebastian and I recording footage at the front lines. It seems like Sebastian was at the verge of pressing more chargers against him for human trafficking young women into the sex industry. He needed more solid proof which is where Damion's PI skills came to use. Damion was one of the best students in his school of private investigators and there was no doubt in my mind if he was on Maqueuly's case, he would definitely find the evidence to take him to jail for the rest of his life. 

"I want to take everyone down. All of the people who work for him need to be locked up. I have enough evidence to take him. I just need his whole party to burn in hell with him." He answers. 

I chew on my lip deciding not to comment. I grab a spoon and dig into the caramel flan that the waiter causally placed on my side of the table. I grin as I take a bite, tasting the delicious sweet dessert. Damion chuckles at my reaction. 

"Only you could get happy with eating. I'm surprised you haven't gained weight."

"I exercise and keep fit by training with you guys." I remark in a sour tone. 

"There are other ways to keep you fit." Sebastian suggests smugly causing Wez and Damion to choke on their food.

My face flushes a furious red at his not so subtle innuendo. I see Dan nudge him hard with his elbow forcing Sebastian to hide his grin with a cough. I shake my head and take another bite of my flan. Wez thankfully knows how to break the awkward energy in the room by divulging into a new subject. It isn't until Dan says something corny that we are all conversing about normal funny memories we have experienced throughout our journey that's brought each of us here today. We openly make fun of one another and for the first time it seems like Sebastian and Damion aren't at each other's throats. 

Sebastian's familiar ring tone disrupts the quiet walk to the large Cadillac parked on the side of the road as we all make our way to it. We had all taken advantage of the buffet and stuffed our faces until we could no longer stand the sight of food.

"Hello?"

"Yes. Okay. She is almost fully recovered. I will. Of course. We will be there." Sebastian says as he slips his phone back into his pocket.  

I look to Wez for direction. "Let's get home and wire you guys up. I want to close this case soon." 

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I admit that I feel a little uneasy coming back to face Maqueuly after my whole experience with Derek. Being held against your will and having a mafia leader drug you left an unsettling feeling in the pit of your gut. It was a new fear I would have to conquer.