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The silence within the car followed them to the home. The residence hadn't changed at all from the outside, but Matthew tensed regardless. He led Ivan around the home to the back and slipped his hand under the potted plant by the door. Key between his fingers he glanced to the older man before slipping the key into the lock. The door opened, but it didn't creak like Ivan had expected it would. Meant the door hadn't been shut for too very long.

The were inside and the door was shut then locked. Ivan's eyes wandered the walls with its lovely images as they walked. In the kitchen was a door. Rather plain considering the gilded cabinets and lush wall patterns. Matthew swung the door open and went down a flight of stairs to the basement. The Russian was uneasy, but had to gather himself. Matthew was calm, though his muscles seemed drawn in and bunched. Like a cat ready to fight.

The basement was well spaced. A work station for painting and such, washer and dryer in the corner, and then various boxes stacked in a corner. Matthew went to the desk and fumbled under the edge until his fingers gripped a switch. The thing was pulled and Ivan jumped at the sound of what seemed like the walls breaking. Dust on the floor had been stirred and was slowly settling in the air. Matthew went to a bit of wall by the boxes and pressed against it. The wall swung inward and finally Ivan heard a new sound. Hoarse wailing. Like a keening dog who had its voice box snipped to keep it from yelping so much when fighting.

"Matthew- is that him?"

Matthew didn't respond to anything. He simply went on into the hidden room. There was a cot on the floor, shackles on the wall, and a toilet against a wall. In the center of the floor was a closed hook with a chain attached. The chain led to a shackle which led to the dirty and chaffed ankle of the blonde. The normally pristine man was filthy. His hair was stringy and clumped, his pale skin had little colour past the black grime caked on, and his clothes were soiled. Francies saw Matthew and gave out a cry, throwing himself back and away, but the sight of Ivan confused him even more. Why would the boy have brought someone?

"You've kept him here this entire time? God, we had dogs and everything looking for him. How did you find out about this room, Matthew?"

"When my brother went missing I began to track him down. I got to his dorm room and Arthur decided he wanted to full set. I'm not so trusting as my brother, so I sort of cheated."

"You were prepared."

"Yes. I was prepared."

Ivan looked at the man who studied him so intently. Matthew went to the other room and brought back a plastic water bottle and a chair for himself. Ivan could stand, but Matthew didn't really care enough to do anything. The bottle was tossed to the Frenchman who flinched, but greedily took the water. He drank deeply, his body shaking as he caught his breath afterward.

"Bonnefoy, I'm detective Braginski-"

"A detective? Dear God, thank God! Please, get me away from here! Please, he's insane!"

The blonde began to beg and weep, crawling and reaching for the man who stepped just out of range. The blue eyes didn't understand the motion.

"I'm going to get you out of here, Bonnefoy, but only under my terms. Otherwise I will leave your ass here to rot. You got me?"

The blonde nodded, quiet sobs racking his body, and Ivan felt disgust well in his heart. He wanted to kick this pitiful creature. To beat him down until he stopped making such horrid sounds. Yet he couldn't behave like that. It just wasn't done.

"Arthur Kirkland is dead and Alfred Jones is in jail. You and I both know Alfred didn't kill Kirkland. He doesn't deserve to be there."

"You're right. It was that one there who stabbed him the first few times! He sort of coerced his brother to stab him after he had stopped moving. Sort of like helping him to move on."

Matthew chuckled and Ivan shot him a look. This was no time for the boy's cynicism.

"Jones began to share a dorm room with Kirkland and for a while things were going well. How did you get involved?"

"He was part of the sex trafficking circuit here. He brought the boy to me in hopes that I could condition him if not buy him."

"So you drugged him and raped him."

"…yes. We took advantage of his trust. He was a very affectionate boy."

"What happened after that first time?"

"Well, we took photos of course. He couldn't afford to have that sort of shame exposed. So he became something like our pet."

"He was less a pet and more a slave!"

Matthew shouted so suddenly that both men jumped. Ivan went to him and placed his hand firmly on the boy's shoulder, eyes sternly focused on him, and he clicked his tongue.

"Be still, Matthew. We're having a discussion- Bonnefoy. After that first time you two kept using him?"

"Yes. We tried to train him without separating him too suddenly from day to day life."

"Yet he was brought here?"

"Arthur became concerned. His behavior changed so suddenly. It seemed he was spiraling into depression. Suicide would have likely happened. We had to keep him alive long enough."

"Long enough to earn a profit, Bonnefoy?"

"Every person has to earn a living. So what if we let young things like him experience the broad expanse of the world?"

"Your occupation led you somewhere too, didn't it? This room certainly seems a benefit now, huh? A perk?"

Francis silenced in frustration and finished his water. The voice was retraining itself. A little less hoarse now.

"When did things go wrong, Bonnefoy?"

"We had him down here and began to ease him into the lifestyle. His body was becoming accustomed to physical interaction and emotionally he had walled himself well enough to almost joke with us. Yet Arthur grew greedy. That boy visited the dorm looking for his brother. Arthur told him how his brother had moved to a new place with a boyfriend, but he'd be happy to show him where. When I got the call that the twin had shown up I was even more excited. Everyone loves twins. The price would hike to an incredible high."

"And so the boy was lured here."

"We showed him around and led him down to this room. We had prepared the chloroform and were going to knock him out after he saw. Some theatrics for fun, you know? When Arthur came up behind him the boy just turned and started stabbing. I ran to stop and, sad as it is, he took me down."

"You didn't fight?"

"I tried, but he had taken up the cloth you see. So I was out like a light."

More silence and Ivan shook his head. Things were piecing together. Finally. Yet he needed the final details.

"Matthew, what happened after that?"

"I got brother out of the cuffs by the bed. Arthur crawled up the stairs while I was taking care of him. Bro went after him. Bonnefoy was stirring and heard me tell him to end it. Make it better. Guess he didn't inhale enough of the Chloroform. So I set him up here while bro ended it."

"After that you took and hid the knife. Your brother was suspected because of his sudden appearance after being gone for so long. So now we have to completely finish this."

Francis swallowed as the large man came to him, fist grabbing into the filthy hair, grip sliding for a second from the amount of oils trapped in the strands, and the blonde gave a low moan of defeat.

"You want to live, Bonnefoy? You want to be safe from even the trafficking groups? You've exposed them. They'll have you killed if you leave here."

"What do I do? What can I do? Please, God, I'll do anything! Just don't! Don't kill me!"

"I want you to confess to the murder of Arthur Kirkland. The murder you committed. And I want you holding the weapon while you do it."

Author's note: Just wanted to say thanks to Dr. Roboto. My goodness how I enjoy your reviews. They amuse the tar out of me. Anyway, thank you. :3 One chapter to go and this is done.
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