Page 48 of The Rat

Hamish looked at Rory expectantly.“Well?”

“I haven’t heard anythingelse.”

“It’s been a monthsince we lastvisited.”

“I know that.” Rorysighed.

A month ofplaying chess with Sebastian. Amonth of watching him strip off for bed. A month of taking hisclothes off under his watchful gaze. A month of waking up toSebastian and trying not to steal glances at him as he stood in allhis naked glory, morning erection bobbing as he got ready for theday.

“So what have you beendoing?”Hamish asked.

“I eat, I sleep, Iplay chess, Iexercise in the gym, and I go to art class.”

Hamish slammed his fist down onthe table.“This isn’t some holiday retreat!”

“You’ve been here eight weeks now,” Morrismuttered.

She paced back and forth in thesmall room. “Surely you’ve got something more for us.SebastianClaw wants revenge, but we didn’t need you to tell us that,you’re in here to find out what form this revenge willtake.”

“I’ve been getting closerto him.”

Morrisstopped, and tipped forward as shelaughed. “Oh, really, getting closer?”

“Not like that.”

“Sure,” she smirked, “not likethat.”Morrisrolled her eyes, then averted her gaze.

“I’m serious,” Rory snapped,“Iknow whathe is, I know what he’s done. I’m not gonna use my body to getcloser to him.”

“Then what did you mean bygetting closer?” Hamish asked.

“Sort of… like friends, I guess.”

“Friends withSebastianClaw?”

“I’m hoping he’ll open upto me, tell me whathe’s planning on the outside.”

“It was a waste of time comingtoday.”Morris mumbled.

“Do you really not have any newinformation, anything at all?”

Rory frowned at his lap, thenlifted his head. “He’s got a phone.”

Morrisrushed forward and braced her handson the table. “See, that’s the kind of stuff you should be tellingus.”

“I haven’t heard him use itthough, and I don’t know where he hides it.”

“We need that phone.” Hamishsaid, “I’ll talk to the governor, get the guards to search thecell.”

“What if he doesn’t keep it inthe cell?”Morris asked.

“Then it’ll be up to Roryto find out where he does. It’ll have contacts, messages. We needthat phone, understand?”

Rory nodded. “Yeah, Iunderstand.”

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Ollie was waitingat the gate. Hegrinned when Rory stepped back on the wing.

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