Sebastian and the gangbanging leader, whose name appeared to be Andre, were handcuffed together and sat in the interrogation room of the police station. Both were still beaten and bruised, and both were still very irritated with each other.
"Look man, my sister don't sag, slang and bang." Andre said.
"Yeah? What about you?" Sebastian asked him.
"I mean, Mercedes barely talks to me." he replied.
"Why do you care then?" he asked.
"She's my little sister. And your club is on my block. Do the math man." he replied.
"Look, I've been here before. Place becomes a gang hangout, East Coast meets West Coast. Somebody gets popped." Sebastian said, 'popped' being gang code for killed.
"Says the dude with the dead body in his bathroom." Andre said.
"Yeah, for all I know you did it." he shot back.
"I pop somebody, I don't muffle the shot. I shoot him straight on in his face. Ask anybody" on the other side of the one-way mirror, Hunter and Quinn watched the unlikely pair mingle and get to know each other.
"Look man, what if I decree your place off-limits to my crew or any other crew?" Andre suggested to the club owner. Sebastian raised his eyebrows.
"You can decree?" he asked.
"She's my sister, man. I want to see her get her cheese, see her face on buses and her name in lights." he replied. Sebastian nodded, liking the idea.
"You got a deal. Mercedes in the house." he replied. Two two tried to shake hand, but then remembered they were restrained by hand-cuffs. So using their free hands, they bumped fists instead.
"You still think it could be him?" Hunter asked from the other side of the glass.
"Nope. He'd have taken credit if he did, tried to scare your cousin. This guy's got nothing to do with Yeates' murder." Quinn replied. "Let 'em go."
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Sebastian was bailed out minutes later and was taken back to the club. Mike was more than happy to serve him a refreshing drink to cool his nerves. Happy to have her boyfriend out of prison, Reese was still very high-strung with these employee problems.
"Now they have our manager, our DJ, and our doorman." she huffed.
"Well, I can watch the door until they release Puck. Santana can take my hostess position in the meantime." Rachel replied.
"What about entertainment?" Reese asked her.
"I thought Blaine was fantabulistic." Santana replied.
"Nah, we got the crew." Sebastian said.
"What crew?"
"Hey," Blaine appeared with a blushing Brittany by his side, Blaine had lipstick stains on his face. "So uh, Brittany told me something and I figured you guys needed to know." he said.
"That murdered guy? I sort of had a conversation with him last night." Brittany said.
"And you didn't tell the police?" Rachel asked.
"Well, it's what they discussed that's important." Blaine said.
"It's Brittany, so they discussed sex." Santana said.
"That's mostly true." she said.
"Kay Brit? Get to the point." Reese told her.
"Blaine's songs were so romantic, which made me amorous." she started.
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Fanfiction[WARNING: If you have not read Reese Lavek, than start with that before you read this and everything will make sense] Reese Lavek left Sebastian Smythe standing at his front stoop confused and angry, and she beats herself up every day for leaving hi...
