“What do you mean my new home? You can’t do this! I’m a paying customer,” he said indignantly, trying to shake off the hands of his jailer.
The buyers and their enforcers were securely shackled to the same wall Slate and his enforcers had been chained to only a few days before. Placing rubber ball gags in their mouths to keep them from warning the next group, Slate’s enforcers merged into the darkness as Dylon climbed the stairs to greet the next group of buyers.
After all the buyers had been locked up and their funds frozen, Dylon and the enforcers climbed the stairs for the last time. As they headed out of the fortress, Dylon saw Slate walking toward them.
“Everyone secured?” Slate asked.
“Yup, worked like a charm. Steel moved all the funds to a trust account until he gets High Council’s approval to disperse the money to the victims.”
“Did Cody get everything recorded?”
“I think so. I’m headed there now,” Dylon said, as he continued walking toward the peace conference building.
Slate fell in step with Dylon. “So, you heading home now?”
“Yup, and I can’t wait to get there.”
“Does anyone know about the pups yet?”
“Nope, we wanted it to be a surprise.”
“Well, I think you’ll nail that,” Slate said, chuckling.
“Yeah, you’re probably right there,” Dylon said, as he opened the front door and headed for the conference room where he saw his mate drinking coffee and eating pastries.
“What? I’m hungry. Just because I can become invisible doesn’t mean I don’t need food,” Cody said, in response to the look his mate gave him.
Sighing, Dylon felt happy his and Cody’s part in all this crap was over. Bending down, he licked his mate’s lips, removing the remaining frosting.
“What a bad mate I am…not thinking about making sure you had lunch.”
“Thanks, babe, but I’m fine. Is everyone locked up?”
“They sure are…did you get the evidence we need to make sure these bastards are locked up for a long time?”
“Fuck, I couldn’t believe how all of them talked. Each of them blabbed about who they wanted to buy and why. The equipment worked perfectly. All I had to do was sit here and listen to the assholes. It’s all been recorded. Now, can we go home?”
“Yes, I have the jet ready to go. Just have to pick up the pups, Kieran, Theodore, and Norman, and then you can get moving,” said Slate.
“How long will you be staying here? Not too long, I hope,” Cody said.
“It shouldn’t be too long. Tomorrow I can get rid of all the buyers and their enforcers because Steel has charted a prison plane to make sure they’ll all remain locked up during their ride to the High Council jail. As for Arald and his men, it shouldn’t take me long to document their actions before they’ll join the other assholes.”
Cody gave Slate a bro hug and whispered in his ear, “Get it done fast. Daniel needs to see his uncle soon.”
“Promise. Pictures are a poor substitute for seeing my nephew in person.”
Cody smiled as he took Dylon’s hand. “Let’s go babe, I’m eager to see our pups.”
Leaving the peace conference building, the three of them walked over to the helicopter that was waiting to take Cody and Dylon back to the hotel.
Slate stood, watching as Cody and Dylon boarded the helicopter. He was happy for Cody who seemed far better than he’d been the last time Slate saw him in Mexico. Lifting his hand and waving, Slate turned around and headed for the house he was staying at, ready for a hot meal, a long soak in the tub and an uninterrupted night of sleep.
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After their day of shopping, Kieran inspected Theodore and Norman dressed in their new clothes which, of course, he had orchestrated.How handsome my friends are?New haircuts, a stop at the Mani and Pedi spa at the hotel, and gorgeous attire that highlighted their best features made all the difference in the world. When they got to Cody’s home, he was determined to take them to a gay dance club and show them how to have fun.
“Well…how do we look?” asked Theodore.
