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A/N: Happy hump day everyone! I'm glad you guys enjoyed the smut part. I'll be sure to put a few more in there for you, but I think I'm gonna go sparing on the smut scenes so they don't get too predictable. So for everyone who's worried about what Wo Fat is planning, it is all described here! Well at least part of it, he is going to get into some shit once we hit season 5. I'll see you guys on Friday!

Chapter 124

Rowan had parked her car, had taken one step towards the boutique mentally preparing herself to deal with snotty customers that morning when someone had grabbed her, and despite her kicking and screaming, she was thrown into a different car, a bag was put over her head and then she was tied up and promptly told to shut up.

A lot of things went through her mind at that point. Was Steve working a case? Was this tied to that case? Was she being taken to make the mighty McGarrett back off? Or was this Wo Fat finally pulling her in to tell her that they were done and to make the mighty McGarrett bend to his will?

Either way this situation didn't bode well to her.

Rowan tried to count the turns they made, she tried to log all the bumps, sounds and smells but try as she might she couldn't. This was something Wo Fat and Steve could do no problem, but she was too panicked to do it herself. It wasn't like she new the island enough to make that useful, even if she had counted turns and bumps she still wouldn't have been able to tell anyone where she was.

After a few minutes of driving the car came to a stop and she was dragged out again. Once again kicking and screaming. Someone had a hold of her upper body and someone was struggling with her feet, but even with that they got her into whatever building they had taken her too, and then she was sitting in a chair.

Not tied up. But she could feel someone hovering over her. And that someone ripped the bag off of her head.

Rowan blinked her eyes to get adjusted to the new light, but she knew who it was even before she could see clearly. And she was not amused so she kicked him in the nuts.

Wo went down, gasping and crying out in pain and Rowan glared at him as he landed in her lap.

"ROWAN?!" he cried. "It's me!"

"I know it's you. You kidnapped me!"

"You knew it was me and you kicked me anyway?" he asked looking up at her surprised and slightly hurt by her actions.

"Well… YEAH!" she shouted throwing her hands up in frustration much like Danny was prone to doing. "You kidnapped me!"

"Yes, of course I did. I wanted to see you."

"So… you decided to kidnap me?" Rowan asked again her eyes narrowed at him.

"Well… yes…" "You couldn't just text me like a normal person?" "I was afraid Steve would intercept…" "I had work today, Wo." "You don't like that job, nor do you need it." "What, are you monitoring my funds now? "Your last royalty check had six figures and that was before your last song went golden." "How do you even know that?"

"Well… because I care about you and I like to brag about my famous song writing sister and well… because you have you transfers set to half of what's deposited in on the first of the month, so all I had to was multiple whatever got put into the Vault last week by two and that told me how much you had..."

Oh.

That's right. She had been transferring money into what Wo Fat called the Vault which was an untraceable banking system he used to launder money. It was where his money was stored, and now it was where some of hers was. She had it going in there to set aside retirement money the government couldn't tax her on, to help pay for Matt's safe house, supplies and guards and she had a certain amount of it transferring into an account for Tommy Fa'aloa so he could buy what he needed to while he was in prison. He was also under the strong protective wing of Wo Fat so he wasn't getting bullied or beaten in prison as well. He reported that he had made friends with Sang Min too, so you know, at least he wasn't all alone.

But more importantly he called her his sister.

"Right."

"I thought you'd be happy to see me."

"Well… I unno," she cried throwing her hands up again. "You went MIA after getting Samantha back, I haven't heard from you in like weeks, you left me a cryptic ass message, you threatened my boyfriend…" "Does he call you his girlfriend yet?" "Shut up…" "So that's a no…" "I said shut up!"

Wo Fat raised his hands in defense and lounged back on his heels as he crouched in front of her. "I told you, I thought Steve would intercept. So, I hung back a bit to let him cool off before scheduling a meet with you. Okay?"

"You didn't schedule shit, you kidnapped me."

"Why are you so hung up on that?"

"Because I was literally manhandled into a car. They put a bag over my head. There was no communication, no "We're taking you to meet your brother" just a fucking snatch and grab. When I don't show up for work, who do you think they're going to call?"

"They should call you."

"Yeah and do I have my phone? No! Steve's my emergency contact, and I'm sure someone will have seen that snatch and grab on the CCTV cameras, if they tell him what went down, he will come looking."

"So we'll get your phone, and you'll call in a family emergency, okay?" Wo Fat asked. "And then you turn that sucker off."

Rowan nodded, that was kind of a good plan, and Wo Fat snapped his fingers. One of his lackeys immediately going off to retrieve the phone they had taken off of her. Rowan held it in her hands, not ready to dial her place of work just yet.

"You said you were done with me," she said in a small voice. "I thought… that maybe… you were only being nice to me to get at Steve…"

Wo Fat narrowed his eyes at her. "I didn't say that… I said I don't owe you anymore… why would you think that I was done with you? Or did Steve hit you with that little theory and you listened to him?"

"Well… I mean… Steve is the one who's worried about that… I didn't quite… but then you stopped talking to me and it started… you know… it makes sense…"

"How? How does that make…. Do you have any idea the kind of money I spent on taking care of you? I hired 34 separate people to do unspeakable things to him when he got back together with Catherine and made you cry. What about that says I'm doing anything just to annoy him… okay I hear it now and I get it…."

Rowan half smiled. "HA! See! How do I really know that you didn't just do all of this to get at Steve? I mean really?"

"And how do I know that you don't just love me for my Criminal Empire?" he shot back.

Rowan sniffed and tilted her chin up. "You don't," she answered primly and his smirk fell right off of his face. So she added: "Well because your criminal Empire is what you do and not who you are and I love you for who you are even if you are scarily, violently psychotic sometimes."

"Okay. See, well it's the same for me. I may have done a few things in the past to annoy him, but it was to annoy him into smartening up and asking you out," he clarified. "If you just gave me the word I'd've had him killed by now, but you never gave me the word and now you're dating him and… I didn't do all of this just to get back at Steven McGarrett okay? I did it because you're important to me… and I protect what's important to me."

Rowan nodded. "So, you don't owe me anymore? We're square?"

Wo Fat scowled at her. "You're the one going on about how we're family. Family doesn't do tit for tat like that. Or at least… that's what people tell me. That's what you tell me."

Oh. He called her family. He really was attached to her. Take that, Steve!

"Yeah?" she asked with a soft smirk on her face. "Well I mean… it's true. We do usually just… do things for one another. Is that what we're going to do?"

"Of course. I am obviously more than willing to do what I have to to take care of you, just like I know you would just do the same for me. I don't need to owe you. You don't need to owe me. I mean… you said you forgave me for shooting you… doesn't that mean we're already square?"

"Course, doesn't mean I don't get to hold it over you, for like… forever. Cause guilt trips is another thing that families do. Or at least, mine does."

"Just you wait until I have something to lord over you. I will never let it go!" he warned and Rowan just smiled. She hugged him tightly, the act surprising him. It caused him to half cough before he carefully put his own arms around her, patting her back lightly as if he didn't know what else to do.

Someone cleared their throats and he jumped away from her. He stood carefully, dusted himself off like the act of hugging her had gotten him dirty and then he fiddled with the watch on his wrists. Rowan narrowed her eyes at the gesture, he did that a lot when he felt awkward or nervous, maybe that was a nervous tick? Rowan looked down to the phone in her hand. Already she had a missed call from the boutique and five missed calls from Steve.

She shot him a quick text music crisis, call you when I can, and then dialed the store. Once she had given them her excuse, and confirmed she was okay, she turned off her phone.

She turned back to Wo Fat who was shooing away the men in the room, all four of them and giving them orders in a language she didn't recognize. He looked so… normal. He was in jeans, khaki green work boots, and a simple long sleeved grey tee shirt. She had never seen him so casual, and she had seen him in an orange jump suit. Well… at least she wouldn't stick out beside him like she usually did.

"So what are we doing today?"

"Well… this is a karaoke house, and I have sushi coming in… and a Rowan special…"

"Oh no… tell me you didn't threaten Kamekona…."

"I made it worth his while…" Wo said but when Rowan just glared at him he relented. "And I have thrown in a light threatening of arson but I more than compensated him for it okay?"

Rowan sighed, great, now she was going to have to smooth things over with Kamekona.

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They sang six songs together between their meals and drinks. Four covers and two of her own. He couldn't really sing well, and Rowan couldn't sing well when she was drinking but they had fun, they got applause form the men who had to applause cause they worked for him, and she saw smiles on Wo Fat's face that she hadn't seen… well… ever.

Once lunch was done and Wo Fat realized that Rowan was a little bit more far gone then he had previously thought her to be he decided to take them for a walk on the beach to sober her up.

All it had really done was made her hyper. She was doing cartwheels in the sand, doing trust falls when Wo Fat wasn't expecting it so he had to dive to catch her or drop whatever it was he was holding, usually his phone, to catch her. And every time she did it, he'd tell her that next time he wouldn't catch her, but he caught her each and every time.

It was part way through the walk when she got the vision.

It was the way he had touched her, grabbing her upper arm before she could jog off after a puppy. And suddenly she wasn't on the beach anymore.

She was in a basement, looking at Steve. Strapped to a chair like he was a prisoner in an insane asylum, he wore no shirt, he was bleeding from his eyebrow, his nose and his mouth. He was soaking wet and Wo Fat was holding an electric cattle prod to his abdomen.

Rowan could feel the pitching pain like it was coursing through her but she hadn't realized she had dropped until Wo Fat was trying to shake her out of it.

Rowan looked up to him. She rarely saw that psychopath everyone told her he was. She only saw the guy who took care of her, who tried to make her smile, and yes, ran a criminal network and empire with an iron fist. But she hadn't ever seen him in action like that before, so cold and unfeeling. Unbridled frosty rage pointed right at the man she was sure she was falling in love with.

"What was that?" he asked her as her eyes cleared and she focused on his mismatched face. "What just happened? Are you okay?"

"You're going to torture him."

Wo Fat balked at that, he just stared at her. She wasn't sure if it was because she had guessed his plan or if he had no idea what she was talking about.

"You're going to torture Steve. Is that why you're here? Is that really what you're planning?"

"Who told you that? Which one of my men…"

"It really is your plan?" she asked horrified and Wo Fat paused. She sat up and pushed out of his grip. She sat up in the sand and stared up at him, her big blue eyes filled with fear and betrayal… and of course tears.

"It's a back-up plan. It's an option I don't want to use. I'm here looking for information about my father…"

"Steve knows nothing about your father!"

"That you know of!" he snapped.

"Oh, Wo! This is not how you make friends with your step brother-!"

"Hey! I told you, it's a back up plan if I can't get anything from the Feds. I have no intention of going through with it, I just have to weigh all options, and that is literally my last resort." he grumbled. "And I'm not trying to make friends with McGarrett. If we're going to be completely honest I'm not even happy that you two are dating."

"Well I'm happy, so you're going to have to let that one go," she said to him. He responded with an ehh and a wince that had her smacking him to shut him up. She glared at him. "And you have to promise me that you won't go through with it. I swear Wo. You have to promise. Cause if you do… I swear to god… you'll be dead to me. Being 100 percent truthful. Dead. To. Me. Nod if you understand."

"I can do one better. I verbally confirm that I understand you. I promise, Rowan. I will not kidnap Steven McGarrett and then torture him to find out where my father is."

Immediately Rowan perked up. She hugged him again, tugging him tightly to her and squealing with delight. "Thank you! Thank you!"

He smiled once more into her hair she could feel it. Until he straightened.

"Uh… is your phone off?"

"Yes why?"

"And that Kelly man is entirely dependable?"

"Of course, why?" she asked stressing that why so he knew that she wanted answers.

"Because I gave him access to a locator function on his app…" "Oh then he's told Steven where I am, guaranteed. Is that the problem? Is he here?"

She turned and immediately she saw him looking all imposing standing at a car she didn't recognize glaring at her. Goddamn it she was gonna get it now… and did he rent a car so she wouldn't notice him? Then why the hell had he gotten out of it?

"Oh god…"

"I'll talk to him."

"You'll talk to him? Hell no, you two are going to get in a fight."

"You two are going to get in a fight too, at least I won't cry at the end of it," Wo argued already stepping up towards him. "I did this, I'll take the blame. If it looks like we're about to square off, come stop us. I'm more than 100% positive he won't throw a punch if you're in between us."

Rowan sighed this wasn't a good idea, she knew it wasn't a good idea, but if it got her two boys semi-getting along she'd chance it. Besides, she really didn't want to argue with Steve about the lies she had told and if she went up that was exactly what they would do. So maybe she'd just see how this played out.

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Steve was not having a good day.

Rowan's work had called him. She hadn't shown up but her car was in the parking lot. So Steve had gone into the boutique, pulled their CCTV cameras and watched as two Asians, probably Yakuza, grabbed Rowan on her way into the building and then shoved her into the back of a car.

He was in the process of calling this in when she called the boutique. Told them she had a family emergency, something to do with Steve getting injured at work and then hung up.

Odd, cause Steve was perfectly fine, other than that panic attack he was having, and he was already at the boutique so they knew she was lying.

Then he realized she had texted him while he was on the phone with Chin who was in the office that day. Music crisis, call you when I can.

What the hell.

Steve called her phone again, straight to voicemail. It was shut off.

He drove to the Palace as quickly as he could. Had she been kidnapped? And if so by who? He knew that Chin had a direct line to Wo Fat that was patched through his version of the app, which literally had nothing except a locator option and a call Wo Fat option. That meant he could call him and tell him what was going on, get him on trying to find Rowan.

But then again… what if it was Wo Fat who had grabbed her. Was he still working with the Yakuza? He was worried the Yakuza was going to kidnap Rowan to get to him. And the Yakuza had sent a man to shank him in his cell. But Rowan had paid them off with Gabriel's money so maybe they were good now?

By the time he got to the Palace Chin had a location on Rowan. First was the triangulation on the Palace's databases, on where Rowan's phone had last been located, which gave them a thirty-mile radius of an area that included downtown Oahu and some boardwalk locations. But the app, had a name.

Golden Lotus.

The place used to be a gambling den, now it was a Karaoke place. Either way it was still a Yakuza hub. So was this a kidnapping or was it just Wo taking Rowan away from him?

"Her phone's off… can you…?"

"Already on it," Chin said pressing the connect button. There was nothing but static for a few seconds and then the ringing started. For a minute Steve was certain he wouldn't pick up but then…

"What do you want?" Wo barked.

"Rowan's been kidnapped…" Chin started only too be cut off.

"No, she hasn't."

"Do you have Rowan then?"

"Are you standing beside Steven McGarrett?" he asked. Chin turned to where Steve was standing and the silence was enough of an answer. "I'll take that as a yes. You'll get her by the end of the day. Do us both a favour and get her car back to your place. She said you've got a spare key. And if you're smart you won't tell him where we are."

And then he hung up the phone.

Steve had been livid. Of course. But he had done as he was asked. He got her car back to the house, and then he asked Chin for another update. Rowan had moved. They were now on the beach.

But he knew Wo Fat would be smart enough to be looking out for him, so he couldn't go in her car, and he couldn't go in his truck or Danny's Camaro, so what was he going to do? He wanted to see it, he wanted to see this illusive human behaviour that Rowan was always going on about.

So Steve rented a car. Stupid, idea, a waste of money, but if it let him tail Rowan without her or Wo Fat knowing, he'd do it.

And what he witnessed, honestly scared him.

He had seen the videos, of course. The ones that the previous SWAT Captain had sent to the Governor. He had seen the pictures, had heard the evidence, but nothing quite came close to witnessing it first hand.

The way they played. How Rowan would do her trust falls and he would always catch her. Which included dropping an ice cream cone he had just purchased to the ground to catch her. He saw a smile on Wo Fat's face that he hadn't thought possible. Even Rowan looked happier than she had ever seemed to be with him or his friends.

And of course he saw the absolute utter panic on Wo Fat's face when Rowan dropped.

It was a vision, Steve knew that. And irrationally he was angry. Angry that a vision would come and it wouldn't be for him. Wo Fat shouldn't have been privy to that, he shouldn't be getting her visions, but that was him being selfish again. It took all his willpower not to rush over there. To shove Wo Fat aside and hold Rowan, to coax her back to reality and then soothe the fears she'd be left with.

But he stayed where he was and watched.

Wo Fat glanced around to check if anyone was staring at them, if anyone was going to come help him. No one did. So he just held Rowan to his chest, running his hands up and down her back until she finally came out of it.

They seemed to talk a long while about the situation and whatever had just happened and Steve just watched them. Which was how he saw the second both of their eyes swung in his direction. Well that was just fucking great. No point in running now, they had seen him.

He figured Rowan would come over, the mediator, the one who he was dating, the one who had terrified him this morning.

But it was Wo Fat jogging towards him.

Steve straightened, ready for a fight. Ready for Wo Fat to swing a fist, ready to beat the absolute crap out of him if he tried.

"Hello, Stalker."

Wow what a greeting.

"I watched your guys shove my girlfriend into the back of a car, of course I was going to come looking," Steve snapped.

"Oh, she's your girlfriend now? Have you told her that?"

"That is none of your business."

"I already know you haven't," Wo Fat said, folding his arms across his chest. "She would have told me if you had. She talks a lot about you."

Steve opened his mouth to warn him off but he waved at him until he swallowed his words. "Not about your cases, or anything else that happens with you. Just about… you know… her love life… and that's all about you. And a lot I didn't need to know."

Steve scowled at him and the grimace that was dawning on Wo Fat's face. "Okay. Stop talking to me like we're friends. You're not my friend. You're the guy who kidnapped my girl, chased away my mother, tortured me and killed my father and my friends."

"That's a lot of pent up aggression, McGarrett."

"Well, look at what you did today, of course I'm pissed off."

Wo Fat glanced back to where Rowan was sitting in the sand and then turned back to Steve, his arms folded across his chest. "They were supposed to grab her in transit, not when she got to the store. Was supposed to be a carjacking, not a kidnapping. My men screwed up on that one."

"And that makes it better? Carjacking her would have made this situation better?"

"I've spent a year over seas in a supermax prison, I wanted to see my sister…" "…she's not your fucking sister." "Well, she tells everyone I'm her brother, so I guess she's my fucking sister now, so get used to it. The point is I wanted to see her and I knew if I messaged her, I would have put her in a situation where she would have to lie to you and if you guilted it out of her you would have sent the cops to the meet point."

Oh. Okay fair. Steve sighed, he had him there. "See, and you know you would have done it too. So that is why I didn't tell her. That is when I resorted to kidnapping to see her. If you'd stop smothering her maybe things like this wouldn't happen to you and her all the time."

Smothering her. Is that what he thought? Was that what she said? Did Rowan think that? That he was smothering her? He already knew that she felt like she couldn't tell him anything, that was clear from all the lying she did. But smothering her?

Steve didn't even dignify that with a response. This would be a conversation he had with Rowan, not Wo Fat. "Send her over, we're leaving."

"No, we're leaving."

Fear iced through Steve's veins. He straightened, and Wo Fat settled in a fight stance so Steve did the same. "You're not taking her off the island. Do you understand?"

"Off the island…. I'm taking her to the damn movies, you paranoid freak."

"Movies…"

"Moving pictures, McGarrett. Where people go for entertainment and a night of relaxing. I hear it is a common date night activity."

"Shut up."

"Are you two okay?"

Wo Fat straightened a fake smile on his face. "Oh yes, of course. We're just discussing…" Wo Fat paused and turned to Steve. Okay, guess it was up to him to cover think of a cover lie.

"We're discussing your dinner plans and whether or not you're coming home at a decent hour."

"Well the movie's at nine so… probably not," she said. "But uh… you mentioned this morning that Danny wanted to have bro night…"

"You and Danny seem to have those a lot. I must say, bro nights are something I was unfamiliar with but when Rowan explained them it sounded an awful lot like dates."

Wo Fat smiled at him in that smug way and Rowan slapped his chest but it did nothing to fix the look on his face. Great now he was getting the are you dating Danny jabs from his arch nemesis too. Rowan must have told him that he didn't like them.

Thanks Rowan.

"Ignore him," Rowan said. "Are you okay with that?"

"No, Rowan I'm not," Steve snapped. "He kidnapped you. You lied to me, you lied to your supervisor…"

"They know I lied?"

"You cited me as your family emergency, Rowan, and I was standing in the office with them. So yes, they know you lied."

"Well that's just wonderful."

"Hey! This is not my fault!" Steve cried and Wo Fat put a hand out as if to ward him away from her.

"Hey! Don't yell at her. She didn't blame you!"

Steve just stared at him. Why the hell had he done that? Did he think that Steve was going to hurt her? Really? As if Steve had a habit of injuring her. Wo Fat was the one who shot her. Not Steve.

"Okay, you know what… go over there. Go," she ordered pointing him towards a kiosk with many different sunglasses and souvenirs to pick from.

"I don't need sunglasses."

"I don't care. You're making things worse. Go pick us out a matching pair or something."

"I assume I'm paying for them then?"

"My wallet got left in my car… so what do you think?" she snapped. When he just stared at her she scowled at him. "Can you just… just… come on," Rowan cried forcibly turning him in the direction of the kiosk and shoving him away. He rolled his eyes but went and Steve turned his eyes back to Rowan who winced. "God. Okay, yes, I know. I was going to call you. I really was."

"I watched two men put you in the back of a car you didn't want to go into. I watched you struggle and I wasn't there to help you and…"

Rowan crossed to him immediately and wrapped him up in the hug he had needed, the one he didn't realize he needed, but seemingly had since he had seen that video.

"I'm sorry… I was hoping… I was hoping you wouldn't see it."

God. How did she not realize that they would have called him when she didn't show up? Rowan was never late, and never just missed a shift for no reason, her not showing up on time meant that something was wrong, and when they couldn't get a hold of her, of course they would call Steve.

But with his arms around her he was finally calming down and he realized that Wo Fat had a legitimate reason for doing what he did, just like Rowan had a legitimate reason for lying. He over reacted. All they had ever seen, all he ever did where Wo Fat was involved was over react. Rowan was trying to spare him his feelings and Wo Fat was trying to not get arrested.

So he changed the topic away from the argument and onto something else.

"You know… I never really believed it," he said glancing out to the kiosk where Wo Fat was trying on ridiculous looking glasses, seemingly taking the whole picking out sunglasses thing very seriously. "I never really believed that he could be… normal… but with you…"

"Yeah, it's weird isn't it? But let me tell you that psychopath snaps right the fuck out of him if it needs to," she said

"You know if I didn't know any better… just looking at you guys playing on the beach… I would have thought the two of you were dating."

"What? Ew? No way!" Rowan cried. "He's not my type… even before he burnt half his face off. Naw… I just… I like to do silly childish things with him cause… you know… he never really had a childhood. And it really makes him smile. Not just on his lips but in his eyes."

Steve half scoffed and Rowan lowered her eyes away from him. "We uh… we actually are heading to a movie… I don't know if you want to come…"

Steve shook his head. "No," he said quickly. "That's uh… that's a really bad…"

"Okay, just asking. Do you trust me and him now?" she asked. "Like can we go to the movie and not have you tail us?"

Steve nodded and she smiled again. "Prefect, I'll see you when I get home," she cried kissing him solidly on the lips and then skipping off. Steve watched her go, he watched as Wo Fat presented her with the sunglasses he had picked. He had picked a pair of cat eye sunglasses with a tortoise shell patterned frame, he had the exact same frame but in the wayfarer style. Rowan immediately put them to her face. The smile that widened on Wo Fat's face was something Steve recognized. It was pride. He was proud that he had picked something that Rowan had liked. Just like him, Wo Fat was seeking approval and he took recognition in how Rowan acted, not what she said… just like Steve did.

She was right. It was really, really weird to see him like that. To see him as anything other than the heinous human being and mastermind behind all of the terrible things that happened to him. But it made him feel better about leaving her there with him.

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It had been a long road of recovery but after eight months Matthew Williams no longer needed a cast to keep his bone in place, or a cane to walk around. He still limped a bit, and he'd probably never run a marathon, but he had never wanted to run a marathon in the first place so he figured he could live with a bit of a limp.

Once he was stable, they had moved him, out of Japan and back to Hawaii at the behest of a guy, Matty only knew as the Master. The only thing he knew about the Master, after months of pestering his handlers, was that he was Rowan's older brother. Matty also had no idea who Rowan was, but everyone who worked in his villa was absolutely terrified of her. And the stories they told of her made her sound absolutely badass.

And those stories were the highlight of Matt's time there because Matt's life, was, for the lack of a better word, boring now.

They were hiding him in the Ikaliani Resort, he had his own private villa and a fleet of men to cater to his every whim. He had a chef… that literally catered to him, and guys to go and get him whatever he wanted, but he never went anywhere alone, which included to the pool outside his villa, and he was never allowed outside of the resort.

He wasn't allowed to have a phone, or an internet connection or a computer. He had cable and Netflix. That was it.

That meant his family had no idea where he was or that he was okay and he had really, really wanted to check in with them by now. Danny in particular because he was probably very, very upset about what he had done.

But it also meant that Reyes couldn't fucking find him. So he figured it was worth it.

It had been a regular night at his place. He had dinner, he watched Netflix, and he fell asleep on the couch.

And woke up to a man hovering beside his bed, standing over him.

Matt couldn't help it, he yelped.

The man was in a nice pair of blue cut jeans and a tight grey long sleeved shirt. He had shortly cropped which was nicely styled, in fact he looked quietly nicely dressed, it was just the fact that half his face was warped with burns.

Where the hell was his security detail? They freaked out over birds flapping over his head at the pool but this guy managed to get past all of them?

"Nice to see you're enjoying my villa."

Master. This must be his mysterious benefactor. Did that mean that Rowan was with him?

He must have been looking around because the man above him folded his arms over his chest and growled: "She's not here."

"Uh…."

"You're nothing like your brother. Can't get Daniel to shut up."

"You know my brother?" Matt asked surprised.

"Adjacently. Rowan is quite close with your brother, actually," he said. "My name is Wo Fat, and we have terms to discuss."

Oh god. Money. He was talking about money. "Okay, so I do have an amount squirreled away but if you're expecting me to pay for all of this I may need to embezzle a bit more…"

Wo Fat looked around. "Rowan is covering your costs with me," he said bluntly. "I meant finishing things with Reyes."

"No. I'm good hiding forever. But uh… if Danny could come visit… or maybe my mother? That would be nice."

Wo Fat scowled at him. "Reyes is looking for you. Reyes is trying to hunt down who hired a hitman to come get you… and you know… torching his compound and stealing his merch…"

"Hey that was not my fault…"

"I know that. But he's looking and sooner or later he'll find you. Fear of Me and Rowan only mutes the siren call of money for so long."

Matt felt the fear climb up his throat. He meant his security detail would only take care of him for so long, that the allure of more money might convince them to turn them in.

"So, what do you want me to do, turn myself in, go to jail?"

"I doubt you'd survive jail," Wo Fat said with a sigh. "I'd say bargain but I don't know if you have anything to bargain with. Other then the money you took from Reyes, but he's going to kill you even if he gets his money. Teach everyone a lesson and all that Neanderthal old age junk. No, you need something bigger to trade."

"Sounds like you have an idea."

"Maybe. I'd need to find it though."

"So, what do you want me to do?"

"They say you're getting restless, that you've been sneaking out without your detail," Wo Fat said. Matty lowered his eyes like he was a chastised kid. "Okay. Well stop it. I also need you to decide what you're doing. If we need to go dig up your money, which I've been told is somewhere on the island, fine, if want to make a deal with the DEA I know a few agents on the morally corrupt side. But you need to tell me what you want to do."

"Do I have time to think about it?"

"Not long."

Wo Fat turned away heading towards where the rooms were and Matty called out: "Uh… how do you know the money's on the island. I never told anyone that."

"Rowan knew and Rowan's always right."

He left him then, leaving Matt on the couch in a state of shock. He expected more from his benefactor, since everyone was scared of him. But if that was what Wo Fat looked like, what was Rowan going to be like?