“Yeah. I’m glad to be back.”
“Come into my office.”
Sebastian followed him, sat down on one of the chairs on the other side of the desk, and sighed.
“This last one was tough, wasn’t it?” Cason asked.
“Yes.”
Sebastian had been undercover with a group of human traffickers for the last few years, and it took a lot out of a person to deal with scum every day.
Cason relaxed back. “I think you need to stay home. You’ve been on how many assignments since we opened The House of Compassion?”
“I lost count.” Sebastian ran his fingers over his scraggly beard. “But I agree with you. Not only am I tired, but my description is out, so going undercover again would be foolish.”
“I agree. There’s plenty of stuff to do around here if you’d like to stay on with us.”
Sebastian nodded. “Yeah, I’d like to stay. I think I have more to give but in a different way.”
Cason nodded. “We would hate to lose you, man.”
“Do you have any idea where you want me?” Sebastian asked.
“There are a few places you’d fit. One is in IT.”
“I wouldn’t mind that. I have a degree in it.”
“I know. It’s hard to find someone who knows what they’re doing and wants to do it here.”
Sebastian grinned.
“A lot of people are freaked out working with an organization like this” Cason told him.
Sebastian shrugged. “That’s fine. There are plenty of people that do like to help others.”
Cason nodded. “Your apartment has been cleaned and stocked with some food. If you need anything else, call down.”
Sebastian smiled and shook his head. “You didn’t have to do that.”
“We wanted to. The last few years have been tough on you, so we thought you’d want to relax for a while instead of clearing the dust off your furniture and going to the store.”
“You’re right about that. I’ve never worked with a place that takes such good care of its people.”
They heard a squeal.
Cason chuckled. “Brace yourself. The tornado is coming.”
Before he could answer, Lacey came to the door, saw him, and screamed again before running at him.
“Sebby’s back,” she screamed.
Sebastian stood, caught Lacey, and hugged her. Just holding a precious little, especially Lacey, always calmed him.
He finally released her and moved her back, keeping his hands on her shoulders to get a look at her.
“Have you been behaving for your daddy?” he asked.
Lacey looked offended. “Of course.”