Chapter 4

Jackson

The ride back to Sebastian’s place was mostly quiet until I realized that he must’ve been the stranger that saved me and took me to the hospital.

I broke the silence to thank him, but wasn’t sure how I could ever thank him enough.

“Mr. Mo…I mean…Sebastian, thank you for all that you’ve done for me. ”

He stared at me for a second, then nodded and said, “Jackson…it was nothing. There was just no way I was going to let those dirtbags tear you apart. If there’s anything you need, or have questions about, just ask.”

I did have questions, but I didn’t want to ask them just yet. I wanted to settle in first, so I just said, “Okay.”

It was quiet again until we pulled up to Sebastian’s place.

An early nineteenth century red brick, two-story home with a nice garden in front and a well-manicured lawn came into view.

I was impressed, but not entirely surprised.

Sebastian was a successful businessman with a love for antique things. Why shouldn’t his home be one too?

He grabbed my backpack from the Blazer and handed it to me while we walked up to the house. All I could think about was getting a moment to look in my bag and see if my savings were still there. I pushed the thought to the back of my mind, so I didn’t appear rude.

Sebastian opened the door to the foyer, and said, “This is it. You can rest your head here and I’ll keep watch over you until you’re out of the woods.”

“Thanks again, Sebastian.”

“Don’t mention it. You’ll be staying upstairs in the guest bedroom. Right this way.”

He led and I followed. It was a beautiful home. Cozy and full of antiques, of course. His personal museum. My head was still throbbing a bit as I made my way up the stairs.

When we reached the top of the stairs, he led me into the guest room and pointed to the closet. “You can keep your things in here and use the dresser. Whatever you need,” he said.

I suddenly felt like I was going to fall asleep, so I just nodded and said, “Sounds good. I think I need some rest.”

Sebastian reassured me, “I think that’s a good idea. You nap and I’ll check in on you from time to time. The bathroom is down the hall. Let me know if you need help.”

“I will.”

Sebastian walked out and left the door cracked so he could hear me if I had trouble. As soon as he did, I laid on the pillow and closed my eyes to ease the throbbing in my head. I fell asleep within seconds.

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