FIFTEEN | NO REMORSE
Mateo and Rodrigo arrive at The Willow.
When Santi asks which girl Mateo would like to bring up to the private villa, Mateo chooses Val.
Santi will collect drink orders, and Val will order the same drink as Santi.
As their drinks are being brought up to the villa, Jay needs to switch the marker on the roofied drink with Santi's drink.
Once Santi's roofie kicks in, Jay and the group will take him back to his sprinter van, which will take them back to Santi's house.
Santi will be unconscious by then, and Jay will be able to get into his laptop to delete the video Santi has on Braden.
The Ramos brothers will be able to deal with Santi however they decide.
When I was writing up to this point in the novel, I had no idea how Jay and Braden were going to get out of their situation. I thought, "Why wouldn't they just go to the police?" I realized Jay and Braden would realistically get locked up with Santi and the others if that's what they decided to do, so instead, I have Jay decide to pin "bad" on "bad," keeping the altercation within the corrupted side of their industry. Jay knows that if anyone is going to be able to get rid of a corrupted nightclub owner, it's going to someone who is also in a corrupted position of power, such as Mateo Ramos.
In this scene, I wanted to portray Jay's inability to have fully let go of Josh's death as he witnesses Rebecca the same way he did the night that Josh had died. I wrote both accounts almost the same exact way in order to show that even years after experiencing trauma, we are still susceptible to triggers.
"Rebecca was completely satisfied with her own state of being--of simply existing. To her, it seemed like nothing mattered except the moment itself. She swayed, and her head thumped to the beat of the music as they were connected. Her eyes rolled back, and she began to dance more intimately. She had gotten her fix." (Pg 26)
"Rebecca was wholly satisfied with her own state of being--of simply existing--though her current state was heavily dependent on substances impairing her mind. To her, it seemed like nothing mattered except the moment itself. She swayed, and her head thumped to the beat of the music Niall played as if they were connected. Her eyes rolled back, and she began to dance more intimately with herself. She was getting her fix." (Pg 205)