Sorry for late update. Went through and edited this...then did more editing...then did some English homework...then had family time that wasn't so happy...then forgot to update...not too bad, I know, but still...I was doing so good on getting this up on Fridays/Saturdays.
Anywho! Shortie chapter. Please R&R!
Oh! Before I forget! Thanks to SirSnikrs for their review!
~GDW~
Chapter 7. 3 months later.
"Devon! Breakfast!" Jim shouted at her shut and locked door, "Devon, it's your favorite!"
"Not hungry." She called out. Jim huffed and turned away, leaving a tray covered in foil in front of her door. Sebastian gave him the same response, and both ignored the trays he set in front of their doors.
Jim sighed and slammed cupboard doors open and shut before going to his room to stare at his computer. He'd placed hidden cameras in the main rooms of the house, the hall, and surrounding the house originally for protective purposes, but now used them to keep an eye on his two new housemates.
Sebastian opened his door, a backpack on his shoulders, and knocked quietly on Devon's door. She opened it and followed him out the front door, a matching backpack bouncing on her shoulders. He spun and slammed his hands into the window sill, watching as he called off the security teams moving to re-capture them.
He waited twenty-four hours exactly before sending out word that he wanted them found.
When they were found, they were already on a plane bound for New York under false identities. He'd expected that, but his employees had pictures of them, and neither one was smart enough to disguise themselves.
Jim set up contact with one of his workers, ordering her to keep an eye on Devon if she had to choose between one of them.
Devon was more important to him.
His problem was keeping her close once he got her back.