Cedric's pov

"Someone please tell me how the hell this is possible!" I roar as I smack my hand against the projected picture of Bear's ransacked apartment on the wall. Bear has been in tears when I returned home from work yesterday. Link told me all about the ransacking of Bear's apartment. My security team swallows, one looking at the other, not too sure about speaking up. I was ready to blow a fuse when Ramses decided to speak up.

"It seems that after he escaped police custody, he disappeared into the woods surrounding the border on the West side." He looked down at his paper, checking the facts. "As the police was combing that area, he managed to slip back into our territory; he has been spotted several times on the CCTV images all around town. The timing is so close I assume that there is more than one "Charles Rains or Reagan Black's active. I have the police officers who escorted him to the station check the feed on which he appeared and they all agree that although they look quite alike, there are different persons impersonating Charles Rains/ Reagan Black." As he sat down a police officer from the team that is responsible for tracking Reagan down stood up from his seat.

"I am Officer Thomas, leader of the team tracking Reagan Black down. We are a team consisting of officers from all the towns surrounding the Pleasure District." Several people nodded their heads in greeting. "What Ramses said is true, there are several males of Reagan's height running in and out of the borders to confuse the police and distract them." A muttered 'they are doing a damn good job then.' was heard. Officer Thomas glared in the general direction of the muttered words. "Several men who have been caught on the CCTV have been apprehended and they all said that they were promised either money or hard core drugs. This leads me to believe they are not from around the Pleasure District, they don't know the first thing about the District or the fact you can't just walk in and out without an form stating your business and what not. They are being charged for trespassing and impersonating another person." Here he takes a light sip from his water bottle. "The real Reagan has also been caught on CCTV footage."

You could hear a pin drop as the word leave his lips. Everybody tenses, shift in their seats. "My guess is that he forgot the fact that the landing on Patrick's floor has a CCTV camera hanging in a corner you wouldn't expect a CCTV camera. However, this is the footage from that particular camera." Officer Thomas walks up to the beamer and after a few clicks the picture of Bear's ransacked apartment is replaced with a black and white grainy shot of a man standing in front of Bear's apartment door. He looks agitated as he jerks at the doorknob. Obviously it's locked, not that the man cares. He lifts his leg and hammers a few well-placed kicks to the door, which cracks and splits in half. Smirking the man enters the apartment. Here the view shifts and we see him stand in the living room, taking in everything that is in the room. He rummages through Bear's cupboards and drawers. Then he opens the door to the bedroom and his smirk turn sicking. Only he leaves the bedroom within minutes, looking outraged. We watch in silence as he tears up the apartment. Once he finally calms down he pulls out his phone and makes a call. Finishing the call he nods his head once and heads out.

"Reagan called his accomplice Mickey Rock. They both are employed at the same gas station supermarket." Officer Thomas continues. I frown; I never knew he was employed at a gas station. He must be high ranking if he can afford to pay for all the crap like membership for a dungeon master. That is quite a pricey hobby to have for someone who works at a gas station. "If we play our cards right we can not only put Reagan behind bars for breaking and entering Patrick's apartment, we can also charge him for the arson that killed his parents, laundering dirty money through the gas station."

At the end of the meeting I grab my phone and call the house, after a few minutes Link picks up the phone. "Hello pet, how is he doing?" I sit down on my desk chair and turn on my computer. Link tells me Bear is fast asleep, obviously stressed about the Reagan situation. I can also hear the disappointment that he couldn't be at the meeting. "Well, the security has several persons in custody that impersonated Reagan so he could escape and ransack Bear's apartment." I state before logging in on my computer. "We are just waiting on the right time to catch Reagan so he can be charged with the arson that killed their parents, breaking and entering Bear's apartment and laundering dirty money at his current job at a gas station on the West highway."

I smile as Link promises to keep a close eye on Bear, but I am stunned by his next words. "Bear says he wants to go to the police about what happened exactly on the night his parents were killed. I think he would appreciate it if you could come along as well Master." I agree to come with them to the police station whenever Bear plans to go. Hanging up I concentrate on the files I am planning to read before returning home.

A knock on my door however pulled me out of my concentration. Looking up Lauren walks in and takes a seat in front of me. Leaning back in my chair, I save the files I still need to read and face her. "How can I help you Lauren?"

"First of all I want to know how Bear is holding up with all this going on." She laces her fingers as she places them on her knee.

"I called Link a while ago and he told me that he is fast asleep and he decided to go to the police about what exactly happened with his parents."

She nods lightly "The reason I came today is to tell you that Link and Bear met my boys and they had a good talk about sharing." I nod; Link and Bear had told me something along those lines already. "I just wanted to know if you have any questions about dividing your time between them? I know for sure this will be difficult since you aren't too keen on sharing." She gives me a hard look, probably thinking that I was doing this because Link wanted it.

"I am not doing this just because Link wanted it Lauren, I am doing this because no matter how hard I try, I can't leave Bear alone now." She shifts in her seat, clearly not believing me. "I nearly lost my head when I found out about Roland forcing himself on Bear. And I have been fantasising about him ever since he witnessed me punishing Link for his unruly behaviour." I feel my pants tighten as I remember Bear's flushed face, dilated pupils, wet lips and low moans. That is quickly replaced by the naked Bear in my bed the night I made love to him.

Lauren's pov

I can't keep the little smile of my face as I watch Cedric go off to dreamland. He is usually so closed off and stiff it's not even funny.

We were all quite shocked that he took an interest in Lincoln when he came here. That Lincoln was good for him was obvious, Cedric was slowly becoming more and more outgoing.

Until Lincoln met Bear. Suddenly there was this strain between Lincoln and Cedric. Although Lincoln continued to be with Cedric, Bear was always hovering in the background. And Cedric was stubborn as hell; he refused to acknowledge his attraction to Bear when he started his Sub training.

"Mistress, welcome back!" I smile as Dara grind at me from the kitchen stove. "Donovan is running an errand for supper, he'll be back soon!"

"What's for supper then?" I walk up behind him, peeking over his shoulder into the pots and pans standing on the stove.

Dara giggled "I thought spaghetti Carbonara would be good." He smileys as he stirs the pot with the sauce. "Donovan should be back by now with the bread." He pouts and glances worriedly out the kitchen window, as if he could magically make Donovan appear.

He did appear after a few more tense minutes and Dara poured the pasta in the boiling water in one of his numerous pots. I could tell something happened to Donovan, but not to worry Dara I wanted until after dinner to talk to him.

As Dara as busy washing the dishes I motioned Donovan into my home office. "Tell me what happened Donovan." He sighed and ran his hand through his hair. Sitting down in the opposite chair, he told me what caused him to be late when he went to buy the bread.

My face was drawn tight, and I assume quite pale by the end of it. Donovan was worried as he looked at me "Are you okay Mistress?"

I pulled myself together; I had to let Cedric know if he didn't already. "Yes dear, I am okay. I just need to make a phone call." Donovan nodded his head and quietly shut the door behind him.

Cedric is going to blow a fuse when he hears about this.

Talking a deep breath, I steel myself for the onslaught of Cedric's incoming anger. Picking up the desk phone I dial Cedric's phone number. I tap my finger on the desk as it rings.

"Cedric speaking." I close my eyes and lick my lips. Thinking very carefully about the words I am going to say. "Cedric, it's Lauren. We need to talk."

Cedric's pov

I blink several times as the dial tone echoes in my ear. Carefully placing the receiver back onto the cradle, I try to keep my temper from flaring.

Damn that Reagan is as slippery as an eel. I slam my fist onto my desk. The police and my security team had him in their hands but somehow he managed to slip through their fingers. How does he manage it? Another knock on my door pulled me out of my negative and destructive thoughts, although hesitant this time.

"Come on in." I state, letting go of all my thoughts. My eyebrows hitched a little as Bear opened the door and entered. "What's on your mind Bear?" Leaning back in my chair as he slowly sits in the visitors' chair. Seeing him shake quite badly, I come around the desk and lift him before sitting back in my chair. He clutches to me so tightly I could tell he was obviously scared. "What is it Bear?"

"I was hoping that you could come with me later today to the police station." He mumbles it so softly I first thought that I had imagined it. He tightens his hold on my neck after speaking, burrowing his face under my chin.

Rubbing soothing circles on his back "Of course I will come with you to the police station." I feel Bear slack his hold on me and lets out a quiet sigh of relief. "Just tell me the time, so I can rearrange my schedule." Bear sits up, making me groan lightly as my groin reacts to the extra heat. Shifting a little so Bear wouldn't notice the growing problem down south, Bear wiggles a little making it a little harder to hide my now fully erected dick.

"Link managed to get me an interview of some kind with the current team that is hunting Reagan at two o'clock." There is a blush staining his cheeks as he unconsciously grinds against me.

I know in the back of my mind that I shouldn't encourage it but my hips have another idea. They grind up against Bear, who throws back his head as he moans low in his throat. The moan is replaced by a shout as I see a dark stain spreading on his jeans. His head drops against my chest as he pants for breath. In the mean time I notify my secretary to reschedule all my appointments from two o'clock and later. I have more important business to take care off.