Chapter 3
Shawn sat across from Jason in the small, dimly lit interrogation room. Shawn pulled a pack of cigarettes out of his jacket pocket, a habit he had picked up being undercover, and offered Jason one.
Jason refused so Shawn took one for himself. He leaned back in his chair and studied his old classmate.
Shawn smirked at him, "So I see you've done well for yourself, Masters. Must be lucrative being in Phil's crew."
Jason smiled, "Working at Titan is a great experience."
Shawn puffed out smoke and chuckled, "Come on, Masters. We both know that you don't have the brains to have an actual job. You're just a thug, hired muscle for Kiriakis' crew."
Jason seethed in his chair. He was itching to punch that smug grin off of Brady's face.
Shawn leaned forward, "I think you'll like it in jail, Masters. They will certainly like a pretty boy like you."
Jason struggled to free himself from the handcuffs pinning him to the chair.
Shawn laughed at him. "Oh! You're not going anywhere."
Shawn continued to talk and try to get information out of Jason, but he wasn't talking. He wasn't a rat, and he knew that Shawn was just trying to scare him.
Jason almost laughed at that. It took a lot more than Shawn Brady to scare him.
Just then the door to the room opened and Jan Spears walked through.
"Detective Brady, I hope you have some reason other than a broken tail light to keep my client here."
Shawn stubbed out his cigarette, "Should of known you'd be here, Spears. I almost forgot that you're the defense attorney for Titan and in turn all the Kiriakis goons that get into trouble."
Jan ignored Shawn and walked over to Jason. "Take these cuffs off him right now, Detective."
Shawn did as he was told. He knew that he didn't have anything to hold Jason with, so he had to let him go. "I'll be watching you, Masters."
Jason rolled his eyes and then followed Jan out the door, winking at Mimi as he passed.
*****
Chloe sat on her balcony, slowly drinking her third vodka on the rocks. It was three in the afternoon and Chloe was still dressed in her red silk robe.
She didn't care. She didn't care about much these days.
She felt like she was in a movie. This couldn't be her life. She would wake up tomorrow and Brady would be like he used to be, carefree and happy.
She would be living her dream of singing and she wouldn't be having an affair.
As if to remind her of this fact, Rex stepped out onto the balcony. He was fresh from the shower and was finishing dressing. He took the drink from Chloe's boneless hand.
"I hate to see you this way, Chloe. You know that I care for you."
Chloe looked up at him with lifeless eyes, "I could care less what you feel. I love Brady."
Rex crouched down beside her and smirked, "Then why did you just spend the last hour fucking me?"
With that he picked his suit jacket off the floor and left her room.
Chloe downed the rest of her drink and collapsed on the bed crying.
*****
Later that night...
Mimi filed the last of the papers and grabbed her purse out of the bottom desk drawer. She switched off the light over her desk and headed for the door. Finally her shift was over, but she couldn't go home just yet. There was someplace she had to be.
She took three different buses to get there and went through the back way so no one would see her.
If Mimi was seen around Philip or anyone that is a known member of his crew, then she would be under watch too. And that wouldn't work very well for her or Philip.
Mimi was the insider that they needed in the police department. It would have been nice to have a captain or Lt on their payroll, but that wasn't an option. There was no way anyone could buy off Abe Carver.
So Mimi watched what came in, and if it was something Philip had going on, she would hide it, re-route it, lose it, or just back burner it till it was clear. She listened to what was going on and how much they knew. She was quite good too, cause no one suspected her.
Mimi gave her coat to Henderson and walked into the dining room. She was the last to arrive, everyone else was already there.