“You own a small patch, 5 meters by 5 meters,” Sebastian muttered, before pointing into the distance, “Somewhere over there.”

“Liar.”

“I’m not lying. This place is mine.”

“Over my dead body.”

“Don’t tempt me… How’s life been treating you lately?”

“What?”

“Your wife’s left you, you’re in debt, being harassed, paranoid someone’s out to get you. You’re not looking well, Hamish.”

“Fuck you.”

“I’m glad you’re suffering, the same way you made Lester suffer.”

Hamish wagged his finger at Sebastian. “You murdered him.”

Sebastian hung his head. “I did, and I wish I could turn back time and change that, but I can’t. What I can do, is make your life crumble, the same way you did to him, all to get him to set me up.”

“You helped terrorists, gangs, criminals, and you got rich off it. You’re the lowest of the low, and someone had to take you down. Someone had to stop you, and I’m proud that it was me.”

“I ended up inside because of my anger. My stupidity. Not because of your cunning. I’ve served my sentence, and I will regret what I did for the rest of my life, but I couldn’t let you get away with it.”

Rory turned when he heard a car. Morris got out, made her way closer then stood next to Sebastian.

“Wh—what?”

“Sebastian’s an old friend of mine.”

Hamish’s jaw dropped, and he shook his head. “No.”

“The things I do for my friends.” Morris mumbled before shuddering.

“I left my wife for you.”

“And by the looks of her social media account, she’s loving every minute of her new-found freedom.”

“It was your idea I buy the farm.”

Sebastian raised his hand. “Actually, it was my idea. Morris made it happen. How much debt are you in now?”

“You bastard.”

“Takes one to know one.”

Hamish turned his attention back to Morris. “Your career is over—”

“My career? What about yours? You didn’t have clearance to put Rory in that prison. You went rogue, and when the chief inspector finds out, it’s your career that’ll be finished.”

“I’ll take you down with me.”

“What evidence do you have? I thought it was legit, I thought it had been authorized, me and Rory were the unlucky ones that got used, and you can’t prove otherwise. We’ll probably get compensation.”

“Bitch…”

“Now if you don’t mind,” Sebastian muttered, “kindly get off my property. I apologize in advance for the noise tonight.”

Morris reached into her bag and passed Sebastian a bottle of champagne.

“See, I’m celebrating with a pop…”