Lost - Two Timer series - 30. Chapter 30

Justin trapped, watched as Adam and Bayo whiz past him towards the moving train. He opened his mouth to call for help but realized Patrick must have been on the train and Adam needed to focus on that. He turned back to Benji who was walking away.

“You’re going to make me a lot of money Justin Shi. Take him to the truck,” Benji ordered his men.

Justin managed a few swings before a hard punch to the stomach dropped him to his knees. A firm hand grasped his neck and brought him back to his feet and draped him over his shoulder.

When Devin and Bayo arrived, the tunnel was unguarded. They drove under the cloak everyone will assume Piper is in the car.

A parked postal truck sat with its back doors opened. With closer inspection they watched people being loaded inside.

“Justin’s in that truck,” Devin said.

“Are you sure?” Bayo asked.

“He warned me about people disappearing at these parties.”

“You never been too one?”

“I always had other things to do.”

“Okay, you stay here,” Bayo said, before Devin protested, she was out of the car.

He was furious that Justin followed him and was now a captive of a sex trade. But he should have known the stubborn blonde wouldn’t listen.

Devin jumped out of the car but kept out of sight as he moved to the truck. Just as the men walked away to grab another victim Devin looked inside the truck. Seven people laid bound and gagged on the floor. He spotted Justin, leaning against the far wall. Without thinking, he rushed inside and stepped over two people to get to him. He pulled the gag from his mouth and before Justin could say anything Devin kissed him.

“Such a warm greeting.” Devin turned and saw Jesse holding a gun on him.

He got to his feet and stood like a barrier in front of Justin.

“Listen, I came for him. Just let us pass and I’ll let you get back to what you’re doing.”

“Devin, no,” Justin cried.

“Quiet Justin,” Devin ordered.

“You think I’ll buy that?” Jesse asked. “Why are you here with Piper’s car? Where is he?”

“He’s dead.”

“Bullshit.”

“It’s true, he’s as dead as your brother,” said a voice behind Jesse.

“Bayo.”

Jesse turned and took aim at Bayo when she shot first. Jesse, stunned, relaxed his hold on his weapon as it slipped from his fingers. He fell forward, hitting the floor with a thump.

“Great timing,” Devin said.

Bayo moved to climb into the truck when the engine started. It took off jerking Devin forward on top of a female, and Bayo back out of the truck. Two bound bodies fell from the van as it rushed out of the tunnel. Devin right himself as he grabbed hold of a female rolling towards the opened door. He pulled the remaining people to the back of the van as he unbound Justin. With his help they worked on the other people as the truck jerked left and right speeding forward.

Once he untied everyone, he ordered them to brace themselves.

The truck took a sharp turn and stopped hard on the breaks. Cries and moans came from the remaining four. Justin sat quiet, holding onto Devin’s shoulder.

Devin waited, then when he heard a door opened, he stood up.

“Everyone off the truck and run fasts as you can,” he ordered, but no one moved.

“They gave us something Devin so we couldn’t run,” Justin said.

Devin moved to the opening of the truck and listened for footsteps. None came. He stepped out of the truck and looked around seeing no one except the driver’s side door opened. A check on the passenger side, he dodged a blow to the head from a crowbar.

A pissed off Benji walked around grasping the crowbar so tight his knuckles were white.

“Benji,” Justin said, trying to stand, but falling back.

“Justin, stay put,” Devin said.

“What, you’re his hero now? Why, is your boyfriend dead and you need a replacement,” Benji said.

“What are you talking about?” Devin asked.

“He’s been pining for you forever, Detective Potter,” he said with cynicism.

“Okay, kid, listen I’m not who you think I am.”

“I don’t give a fuck.”

Benji lunged at him swinging. Devin ducked the controlled attacks moving Benji away from the truck. Justin struggled towards the door fighting the drug inside him. He watched Devin getting the upper hand on Benji when two motorcycles move toward them.

Devin got the upper hand grabbing the crowbar and jerk Benji onto his back when a biker pulled up and kicked him in the face, knocking him off balance. Benji rolled away standing and raised the bar to strike Devin when Justin lunged at him, knocking him back to the ground.

Devin recovered, but stood facing James.

“You, fucking prick, you shot my brother.”

“No, you have that wrong…” Unable to finish his statement when James punched him in the face. The second bike arrived, and the driver jumped off removing her helmet.

Bayo stepped to Benji who had Justin in a choke hold and kicked him off. She pulled a badge from her jacket and showed it to Benji.

“FBI! You’re under arrest, for human trafficking," Bayo said.

Before Benji could say anything, she flipped him over and locked handcuffs on him. She looked at Justin, who stared back in shock.

“Keep an eye on him for me.” She turned and hurried to help Devin, who finished sending the final blow across James’s chin. He looked at Bayo with creased eyebrows.

“Your FBI? Does Sergio know?”

“No, are you going to tell?”

“Are you investigating him?”

“That’s classified.”

“Then I suggest you get reassigned.”

She walked past him and handcuffed James, who came too.

“I thought you killed James,” Devin asked.

“I’m to bring them in, alive if I can.”

“So, is Piper, dead?”

Bayo stared back, but said nothing as the police sirens came closer.

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Anton didn’t do as promised. If he called the Valdez’s about their son Adam may never see him again. His gut told him to go to Patrick. Troy and Molly were busy listening to Devin and Justin tell about their adventure in being part of preventing a sex trafficking ring. It gave him time to slip away. He moved to Patrick’s room just as a nurse left. They exchanged pleasantries, Anton found out Patrick will have to remain for a few days, which meant his parents had to know.

He took a deep breath before entering. Patrick rested in a reclined position with his eyes shut. Anton sat in a chair by the bed. His palm covered Patrick’s lax hand, causing him to open his eyes with a start.

“Adam,” he said in a panic sitting up. Anton’s heart jumped as he rose to him.

“Patrick, I’m sorry I scared you,” he said, rubbing his back.

Patrick stared at Anton not recognizing him, then his fogged head cleared.

“Anton?” he said.

“You were having a bad dream. Come on lie back.”

Patrick complied as Anton raised the blanket to his chest.

“Sorry,” Patrick said.

“You have nothing to be sorry for. I should be the one apologizing to you. I should have never gotten you involved with my problems.”

“I wanted to help.”

“But look where you ended up.”

An icy shiver raced through Patrick’s body as he hugged himself.

“Anton, do you know if Adam called my parents?”

“He asked me to do it.”

Tears rose in Patrick’s eyes as he nodded his response.

“Adam said he needed to go home to clean up.”

“Okay.”

“Patrick, is this about AJ?”

Patrick stared back in horror.

“Adam told you he kissed him?”

“No, I found out from AJ.”

“He went to you to brag about taking Adam from me?”

“What, no? AJ’s not taking Adam from you.”

“No, you’re right. Adam kissed him so he’s the one who’s leaving me.”

“Patrick, Adam’s not leaving you. Listen, AJ was in a car accident and in the same hospital as Molly. I wanted to check on him and he told me Adam kissed him.”

“I watched a video of it and it confirms Adam made the first move.”

“Patrick you need to understand something about Adam. When he and AJ broke up, it tore him apart. He tried to… he, tried to take his own life.”

“No, he wouldn’t…”

“He tried. Thank the stars, his brothers got to him in time, but that’s when my oldest son Damien came and took Adam home with him.”

“What are you saying? Adam might do it again?”

“No, I would never think that way. But he needs to come to terms with AJ before he can move on with you. He loves you Patrick, more than you’ll ever know.”

“Well, maybe he should go back to AJ. At least AJ’s not damaged.”

“Don’t say that.”

“It’s true.”

“Patrick, don’t give up just yet.”

“Anton, I need my parents.”

“Alright, I’ll go call them.”

“Thank you.”

Anton left the room and started back to the lounge when he thought he saw Adam. He then noticed the clothes and remember Devin and Adam changed hair colors.

“Hey,” Devin said, not comfortable calling Anton mom or dad. “How’s Patrick?”

“He’s shaken up. He wants his parents.”

“Well, yeah, I guess he would. It was a close one.”

“But I’m worried that when they come, they’ll take him home and Adam might never see him again.”

“Keeping him from his family won’t fix his decision.”

“No, I guess it wouldn’t.”

“Well, Troy, was looking for you.”

“Yeah, and I have a phone call to make.”

Anton walked passed Devin, who lingered.