Chapter 143: Thomas Stone: Mason Already Won.
Thomas clenched his fist under the table, his heart pounding with anger, fear and disgust.
He couldn’t believe it
He was in a police station, locked up in a grey room like a prisoner. The officers had treated him with respect; they had been kind, they had even offered him water, he hadn’t been handcuffed and asked to change into those orange dungarees.
But that didn’t change the fact that he was still a prisoner, locked up with a camera on his face, and a two–way mirror; one he was sure officers were behind, trying to profile him.
Thomas groaned as the memory of being home, celebrating his victory after the Patricia case, filled his heart with pain.
“No fucking rest,” he whispered, the realization adding to his dread.
Mason was most likely behind this, like every other thing in his life, but Thomas still didn’t know who the other person was.
Someone close to him had been feeding Mason with his personal information. He didn’t know who, and he feared he might never do.
The grey door opened with a loud creak and he lifted his head as Wade walked in with a file in his hand.
“See?” Wade said with a frown on his face as he gestured to the camera. “No privacy.”
Thomas lifted his brow, wondering what the issue was.
A female detective came in, her stern attitude told Thomas that she was the one running the house. “At this point, I think privacy is out of the question.” •
Thomas leaned against the iron chair, watching them.
“You are not the judge of that,” Wade snapped though he wasn’t shouting, but Thomas could see a vein pop in his neck.” Nothing has been decided yet, and until then my client deserves some privacy!”
The detective scowled at Wade as they paused, observing each other silently for almost a minute.
“Fine,” the detective agreed, her eyes narrowed. “Just make it quick.”
“Of course,” Wade replied with a frown of his own before turning to Thomas. “Let’s go.”
Thomas’s forehead creased with confusion as he stood up. “Where are we going?”
“Somewhere better,” Wade replied but his eyes were on the detective as they walked out the door.
When they got outside, Thomas sighed, grateful even for a moment that he could stretch his legs and be away from the intruding camera.
They walked down the hallway before Wade stopped in front of another room and opened the door. “Go in.”
Thomas obeyed and entered. This room was smaller but it had no cameras and no mirror, plus the chair there was made of soft leather.
Thomas crossed his legs after sitting. “What was all that about?”
“They won’t let me talk to you privately.” Wade said, sitting down as well, dropping the file on the table. “So I had to request for this place.”
Thomas nodded, realizing he actually didn’t care. He leaned in, his heart pounding against his chest. “So, Wade, how bad is it?”
Wade’s voice dropped as he spoke. “It’s bad, Thomas. I viewed the evidence Evan Graves released and I can tell you that it is authentic. The receipt of payment made for the Crystal Residences were in your name, from your mail and with your signature.”
Thomas was weak with pain. He released uneven gasps, shutting his eyes as sweat gathered on his forehead.
“Are you alright, Thomas? I’m sorry,” Wade said softly, giving him a little pat on the shoulder.
He slowly opened his eyes, allowing the feeling to pass. For a moment, he thought he would pass out from the tightness in his chest, but after a while the emotion faded.
“Sorry about that,” he said softly.
“It’s okay,” Wade smiled.
Thomas straightened up. “So you’re saying the Successfully unlocked! I paid him to sign over the Crystal Residences?”
“Yes,” Wade said, his voice filled with sadness.
Thomas sighed again, his head filled with questions.
Who was even Evan Graves?
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How did he get hold of his signature?
Only one name came to mind again, Mason. But how?
How was Mason able to get such important personal information? Sadly, he had no answers and right now he was craving for a drink.
“Silas still wants to come over,” Wade said, breaking his thoughts.
“And what did you tell him?”
“I told him I was working on it, I gave him vague responses like you told me to,” Wade said.
“Good,” Thomas said, satisfied.
He couldn’t put all of this on Silas again, he had sacrificed his freedom, and married a total stranger for this.
Yet, months later and there was still no solution to the problem. He knew Silas would tear the city apart for him. But he couldn’t drag him into this again.
“I don’t know how long I can keep him for,” Wade said.
“Just for as long as you can. I don’t want my brother thinking he has to save me all the time,” he said, hoping Wade understood the statement more than he explained.
“Understood,” Wade said with a nod.
Thomas ran a hand through his hair, his hand shaking slightly as he faced Wade. “What do we do now? How do I get cut of this?”
Wade looked away, fidgeting with the edge of the file. “You… have to stay here for a while.”
“What?” Thomas exclaimed, springing to his feet. “I can’t stay here, Wade. You have to find a way to get me out!”
“I know,” Wade said, rising to his feet too. “But right now, it’s a little complicated. The claims that you illegally acquired the Crystal Residences are standing, and that’s why… your account has been frozen and you can’t… leave.”
Thomas stomped his feet. “Oh fuck!”
“But I’m working on getting you out on bail, Wade added quickly, but Thomas wasn’t having it.
He couldn’t stay in the police station! Away from his home, his business, branded as a criminal for a crime he didn’t do
“I can’t stay here,” he protested, “You have to find a solution.”
“Yes,” Wade said, trying to calm him down. “I just need more time, please.”
Wade’s calm voice got to Thomas and he sighed, steadying his breath. He knew he wasn’t angry, he was scared, terrified of what would be of him behind these walls.
The fright moved from his chest to his stomach, and he clenched his fingers to ease himself. When Thomas spoke, his voice was soft, as he returned to the chair. “Okay.”
Wade sat down too, his eyes filled with concern. “Don’t worry.”
“Mason is involved. You know this, Wade. Find a way to get him arrested, get me free.”
He half–expected Wade to argue about accusing Mason, but instead Wade said, “If we do say Mason is involved, he either fabricated those evidence or-”
“Got someone on the inside to do it for him,” Thomas finished for him, his heart flipping.
Thinking about it was one thing, but saying it out loud was another.
“There are only a few people who have access to such information,” Wade said cautiously.
“Just two people,” Thomas confirmed. “My personal assistant and my… wife.”.
Wade’s eyes widened as he stood up again. “Do you think…”
“I don’t know,” he admitted.
It was weird to accuse two important people in his life, but at this point, he had no choice.
He either had to face them, or face judgment for something he was innocent for.
Wade paced around the room, his arms folded as he was lost in thoughts. After a moment he spoke. “We can’t leave any stone unturned. I will make my findings.”
Thomas nodded, yet he hoped Wade came up empty. He couldn’t imagine being betrayed by his closest people.
Reina’s betrayal he could take.
But Rosie? Nah, his wife wouldn’t do that. She loved him so much. Besides, the whole tension was making him overthink the whole situation.
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His heart sank when he remembered the pain in Rosie’s eyes when he was taken away
“Make sure Reina is thoroughly interrogated,” Thomas said firmly.
“I will, 1-”
Wade was interrupted as the door was opened and the female detective walked in. “Time’s up,” she said, her voice firm.
She wasn’t alone this time, she had come in with another female officer and Thomas felt the tension take him again
“You couldn’t give us more time,” Wade protested, though he was already packing the file.
“I have done what I can, Wade,” she answered him, opening the door wildly for Thomas.
Thomas gave them a sheepish smile as he stepped out of the room. Wade followed him. “Don’t worry, I’ll be back soon.” He nodded and when they got to the other room, his stomach knotted with fear.
“Bye for now. Do not speak to anyone until I’m around,” Wade instructed.
“Alright,” Thomas replied as he entered the room.
When he sat down on the iron chair, his chest tightened with realization. Regardless of whatever the outcome may be, Mason already won.
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