Sebastian Knight

11. Sebastian

Pacing in my study, as I waited for Deigo, what was taking him so long. Today was a close call, I've never been that scared in my life. Seeing the fear in Liliana's eyes scared me, yes this life we have is dangerous.

Hearing the door open, I looked to see Deigo walking in, "Where the f**k were you?" I was hoping Liliana didn't hear me.

"I'm so sorry boss, I was trying to find more on that asshole who was chasing you and liliana," Deigo replied.

I rubbed my forehead, as I stopped paying and looked at Deigo. I am forever grateful for his service, we've been friends for almost 13 years now.

Deigo and I headed out of the office as we talked only for Mrs Jones, my housekeeper came out of the utility room. We startle each other.

"Mr Knight - I didn't see you there."

"Hello, Mrs. Jones."

"I heard what happened, are you and Liliana okay? It's been a while since you have been here," she commented.

"Yes we are fine, thank you. And yes it's been a while, I decided to bring Liliana here, so we can hide out for a few days. Thank you for looking after the place."

Mrs Jones nodded and smiled, "Would you like to run through the menus for the week?" she asked.

Right, menus, when I used to live here regularly I would have Mrs Jones do up menus for the week.

"Not at the moment, I may run by Liliana later what she would like for dinner," I replied.

Mrs Jones nodded and left without saying another word.

"I want you to find him Deigo, no matter how hard it takes. I want to know who it was. If you see anything sent it through" I spoke.

"Of course boss, but I have to say Liliana was a badass today. Her first chase and she handled it like a pro."

I couldn't help but smile, "She did amazing, I'm honestly still proud of her."

She is definitely not like her parents and Savannah, in fact she was much, much more than that. I was crazy about her.

"Alright, I will head out now and start getting Marcel to work on whatever we have. I will get him to contact you when he has something," Diego replied.

Nodding my head, I shook his head before giving him a bro hug. Thanking him before I headed back to my office and took a seat.

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Not bothering to knock, I heard someone walk into the office. Looking up, I could see Liliana. A concerned look was on her face but I was on the phone with Marcel. I looked annoyed but not by her, not at all.

"So you can't enhance it further?" I asked, staring at the computer screen infront of them.

I was trying so hard to see whom it mat have been but the photo was blurry and Marcel can only do so much with the software he has and a lot of cameras are old.

I heard Liliana walk over to me, her feet quietly scraping the wooden floor. I turned my chair to face Liliana. I was looking at her confused wondering why she was in here.

Liliana said nothing but crawled into my pap, my eyebrows shot up in surprise.

Her arms wrapped around my neck and cuddled into me. I wrapped an arm around Liliana keeping her close to my chest.

Missing half of what Marcel was saying, "umm.. yes, Marcel, sorry. Could you hold on for one moment?" I asked not waiting for a response as I cuped the phone with my shoulder.

"Liliana, what's wrong?" I was concerned for her.

She shook her head in response, like she was afraid to speak, gently tipping her chip up, I gaze into her eyes. Liliana pulled up her head from my hill and tucked it beneath his chine. Curling up more onto my lap. Smiling softly, I wrapped my free arm around her tightly and kissed the top of her head.

Today was an eventful day for her, "Okay, Marcel. What were you saying?" I asked.

Wedging the phone once again between my ear and shoulder typing away on the laptop. A grainy white CCTV image appeared on the screen again. A man with dark hair and he was wearing a black shirt and jeans.

I pressed another key, and the man walked towards the camera, but his head board. I was able to freeze the fram to see him standing in a white room with what looks like a long line of tall and bulky black cabinets to his left.

"Okay Marcel, one more time."

The screen springs to life. A box appears around the head of the man in the CCTV footage and suddenly we zoom in. I could feel Liliana sit up on me once again, she seemed fascinated by it.

"Is Marcel doing this?" Liliana ask quietly.

"Yes, Marcel is really good at thus," I answered. "Can you sharpen the picture at all?" I asked Marcel.

The picture blurs, then refocuses moderately sharper of the man consciously gazing down and avoiding the CCTV camera. As Liliana stares at him, a chill of recognition sweeps up her spine. There is something familiar in the line of his jaw. He has scruffy short black hair that looks odd and unkempt . . . and in the newly sharpened picture, Liliana sees an earring, a small hoop.

"Sebastian," I whisper. "That's Thomas White."

Her ex?!

"You think?" I asked, surprised.

"It's the line of his jaw." Liliana points at the screen. "And the earrings and the shape of his shoulders. He's the right build, too. He must be wearing a wig - or he's cut and dyed his hair."

"Marcel, are you getting this?" I place the phone down on his desk and switches to hands-free. "I cant believe its him, actually him," I murmured, sounding none too pleased.

"Yes, boss. I heard Liliana. I'm running face recognition software on all the digitized CCTV footage right now. See where else this ass**le - I'm sorry ma'am - this man has been within the organization."

Liliana glances anxiously at me, who ignores Marcel'a expletive. He's studying the CCTV picture closely"

"Why would he do this?" Liliana asked me.

I shrug, honestly I knew, so I could help her calm down.

"Revenge, perhaps. I don't know. You can't fathom why some people behave the way they do. I'm just angry that you ever worked so closely with him." My mouth pressed into a hard, thin line and his arm encircles Liliana's waist protectively.

"We have the contents of his hard drive, too, sir," Marcel adds.

"Yes, I remember. Do you have an address for Mr. White?" I say sharply.

"Yes, sir, I do."

"Alert Welch."

"Sure will. I'm also going to scan the city CCTV and see if I can track his movements."

"Check what vehicle he owns."

"Boss."

"Marcel can do all this?" Liliana whispered.

I nodded and gave Liliana a smug smile, I only ever hire the best for a job with me. If you fail to impress me, you are out.

"What was on his hard drive?" Liliana whispered.

My face hardened and I shake my head. "Nothing much," I says, tight-lipped, his smile forgotten.

"Tell me."

"No."

"Was it about you, or me?"

"Me." I sighed.

"What sort of things? About your lifestyle?"

Shaking my head, I placed my index finger against her lips to silence her. She scowls at me, but I narrowed my eyes at her telling her to hold her tongue.

"It's a 2006 Camaro. I'll send the license details to Welch, too," Barney says excitedly from the phone.

"Good. Let me know where else that f**ker has been in my building. And check this image against the one from his SIP personnel file." I gazes at Liliana skeptically. "I want to be sure we have a match."

"Already done, sir, and Liliana is correct. This is Thomas White."

I could see Liliana smile as she was told she was right. I couldn't help but chuckle onside while I rubbed my hand up and down her back.

"Well done, Liliana." I smiled, to Marcel I say, "Let me know when you've tracked all his movements at HQ. Also check out any other GEH property he may have had access to, and let the security teams know so they can make another sweep of all those buildings."

"Boss."

"Thanks, Marcel." I hung up.

I looked at Liliana again, my eyes lit up with wicked amusement, "Well, Lilliana. It seems that you are not only decorative, but useful, too."

Liliana scoffed, "Decorative?" teasing me back.

"Very," I said quietly, pressing a soft, sweet kiss on her lips.

"You're much more decorative than I am, baby."

I grinned widely before kissing her more forcefully, winding her braid around my wrist and wrapping my arms around her. When we come up for air, we are both breathless.