Ok peeps, so here we go, some things will be explained, and we are getting to some more Samcedes interactions. Dinner will be served shortly Hope you enjoy.
"Wooo, got to keep it together. Game face on. (takes another shot of Jack) ok, remain calm, it's all good." Matt was muttering to himself, attempting to calm down his nerves.
He wasn't sure what would happen with the deal, or Mercy. At this point he was more concerned with his finances rather than his farce of a relationship. If she and their dad's big mouth secretary hadn't caught him her older brother Mikah, none of this would have happened.
Matt and Mikah Jones met in Grad school, even though Matt was constantly seen with a woman on his arm, he always had an eye for Mikah. Mikah Jones was hiding in the closet to protect the family name. They became friends and soon each other's sexual outlet, constantly sneaking away together, taking trips. Stealing looks, you know the ones that set your libido a blaze.
One day Matt was approached about a lucrative business venture that would prove to be extremely profitable for both his firm, Tensely & Associates, and for Jones-Washington Enterprises. The only catch was, it wasn't entirely above board and with his firm already pending investigation for suspicious books, Tensely & Associates needed a corporate accounting face-lift.
Jones-Washington Enterprise had hit a snag last quarter when some major investments fell thru They needed a quick, sure fire turn over. Matt saw this as a way to not only earn him a spot on the board, but also gain controlling shares within the company if a merger were to take place. He would merely use Mikahs affection to sway his decision since he had been announced the new front man of the JWE, when Alphonso Jones stepped down and handed over the reigns.
There was a big buzz about the major merger of the companies. However, it all hung in the balance pending this business deal that the Two had cooked up. In order to get the merger to go thru JWE would have to shoulder the deal, while Tinsley & Associates footed the front money. Everything was going well until word got around about Matt and Mikah canoodling and some of the more conservative heavy investors started to pull out. If it wasn't for that one slip up, that day in the conference room at Jones-Washington Enterprise.
"Damn motor mouth Berry, none of this would have happened if she kept her mouth shut. This is all her fault." Matt muttered darkly as he took a sip of his beer, reminiscing about how he ended up in this clusterfruck to begin with.
Matt had craved more than a handshake on the deal when he saw the way Mikah was looking in his power suit that day, the way he licked his lips when he was nervous. That power hungry glint in his eye. One thing lead to the other and they were caught with their pants down. Word got out and that's when things started to crumble. That was until Mikah decided to offer up Mercy's little dark secret against her to dig himself out of a hole. Technically it was her fault for arriving an hour early and not waiting in Mikah's office. Let Mercy, tell it those two were perfect peas in a blackmailing pod.
Now here Matt sits, in the center of a Mercy induced shit storm with the deal yet again riding on the line. Matt took another sip of his beer and pulled out his phone. He was mid text when he heard a voice that brought chills down his spine.
"Look what the cat drug in, if it isn't my Future Brother in-law." Santana saddled up next to him, with an evil glint in her eye and order herself another drink.
"So THIS is why Nella cancelled on me this evening. I see your arm is missing that lovely piece of eye candy, Where is my gorgeous sister?" She inquired with one eyebrow raised in curiosity, as she eyed the area looking for her Mercy.
"Umm (throat clearing) She's umm. Mercy's, she is around here somewhere, you know how she is." Matt stuttered, causing Santana to really eye him even harder.
"What the hell kind of gentleman are you, not knowing where your date is? Whatever, I will go see if I can find her. Her ass is probably somewhere pretending like she isn't drooling over Trouty mouth Evans." She grabbed her drink and sauntered off in search of her sister.
"Damnit, I didn't know SHE would be here." Matt muttered taking out his phone shooting a text to DK
{We have a problem, Satan is looking for Mercy, if you haven't fixed the problem do it quick}
Back in the Garage
"I'm, tellin you, if I wasn't under cover I would have stopped the car and beaten his ass for even looking at her sideways." David fumed searching the back of the car for the package.
"This case is hitting too close to home." Sebastian noted as he gently shifted Mercy on her side.
"Matt is a key player in cracking this case, unfortunately he is connected to Mercy. Let's just try to stay neutral so we don't blow our cover." David said pointedly knowing how Sebastian gets when cases turn personal.
"I'm fine. Hey, here, get this bracelet. It's one of the things I remember from the briefing, the dealers like to supply their higher end clientele with Jewelry." Sebastian pointed with his elbow to Mercy's Gold and Ruby bracelet while he inspected her shoes.
"Well i'll be damned." David muttered once he retrieved the bangle and inspected it further, finding the hidden clasp.
"Looks like our girl was on Fairy dust, (sigh) Dammit. I really hate that we have been put into this situation." Sebastian was getting more and more unsettled with the curve ball they had been given.
Their objective tonight was simple, retrieve a sample of the drug YoKai. Solidify that they were on the right path to taking down the biggest shark in the drug ocean. Mizuchi. Now they had to hide the fact that the lead of this recon's sister has been used as collateral damage.
"You think the sonofabitch gave her some of the YoKai?" David inquired checking Mercy's purse as his dummy phone buzzed, he took off his glove to check it only to see that their worry was merited.
"I don't know, I hope he hasn't that stuff has been putting people in comas. Hey, BINGO!" Sebastian exclaimed putting the envelope into an evidence bag. He looked up to see David's slack jawed face was pale as he looked up from his phone.
"We have to move NOW, Lt Low knows Mercy is here tonight and she is in there looking for her. What the hell are we gonna do?! We can't waltz in there with her unconscious like that?" David noted bagging the bracelet as well.
"OK, go and get back to your service detail and I will handle Mercy. I am dating a member of this household so I know my way around the estate. Take the contraband in the rendezvous point and return to your post." Sebastian ordered as he gingerly lifted Mercy out of the car bridal style.
" Hold up, First, can you get this door? Once I have her safe, I will send out the signal." he walked to the garage door that lead to the laundry checking to see if the path was clear.
Meanwhile Upstairs in Quins Room
"I still can't believe I ran into the servers, what kind of clutzy move was THAT?! I am soo sorry again Tina." Quin was sitting at her vanity reapplying her make-up as she waited on Tina to pick a replacement dress.
"Again, it's no biggie Q, accidents happen (although they seem to be happening a lot this evening) but they happen nonetheless, no one was hurt it's all good. Besides I am LOVING raiding your collection." Tina smiled as she pulled out another Givenchy couture cocktail dress.
"I think you would even make Sam drool in that blue one. Here, wear that one with these silver Giuseppe Zanotti's. Now, THIS will be hot on you." Quin handed the shoes off to Tina as she went into the bathroom to get changed.
"Thanks Q, I am just glad we are about the same size otherwise I would be royally screwed." Tina yelled thru the door of the bathroom.
"Right? I just know you will look amazeballs. We have to hurry up though, they will start seating for dinner in 15min." Quin took out her phone and sent Brittany a quick text letting her know trial #4 is a go.
"I just wish I had worn a strapless bra, too bad we aren't the same size in that department HA! But I guess since we are inside at dinner there is really no worry about showing it all since we will be sitting down right?" Tina questioned as she emerged from the bathroom looking like a million bucks.
She looked uneasy like she was having second thoughts about letting her girls fly free. But the more Tina looked at herself in the mirror the more she was feeling herself.
"Oh YES you look GREAT! Sometimes you just have to let the girls breathe. Now, let's go so you won't stand out too much in case something else does decide to happen." Quin lightly chuckled with a smirk as she ushered Tina out of her room.
On the back stairway
"It's a good think they cleared the back corridor or someone would have seen me." Sebastian was making his way up the stairs as quickly and quietly as he could with Mercy draped across his arms.
He was headed to Brittany's room when Tina and Quin came out of her room heading his way. Sebastian had no choice but to head down the other hallway and duck into the 1st room he could get into.
He looked around and saw a comfortable sitting area in a cove of windows, he placed Mercy on the sofa and was covering her when he heard someone moving around in the closet. Sebastian ducked behind the partition, checked if the coast was clear and hightailed it out of the room.
"Hello? Q? Tina is that you? Come on guys, seriously?" Sam had been in his walk in closet looking for a suitable replacement to wear when he heard voices in the hall then some shuffling in his room.
He walked out of the closet wearing only his boxers and a opened dress shirt looking around curiously at his opened door that he knew he closed. He peeked his head out not seeing anyone, shrugged it off, closed and locked it this time.
"They play too darn much." Sam muttered on his way back to his closet when something caught his eye.
He backtracked toward his sitting room doing a double take. Sam's heart was in his was doing somersaults in his chest as his eyes adjusted to what he was seeing. All of the air seemed to escape from his lungs as he walked towards what he assumed was a figment of his imagination.
"Mercy?" he questioned breathlessly.
