"What was that about?" Angelo asked, walking around the bar.
"Nothing, just something with Heath." Brax told his business partner. Brax had helped Angelo out of a messy financial problem, leading them to become business partners.
"What about him?" Angelo asked.
"Its nothing." Brax answered.
Angelo nodded. "Alright."
Twenty minutes later, Brax was in his car, driving to the police station.
"I'm here to bail Heath Braxton out," Brax told the cop at the desk.
"Darryl?"
Brax turned around to see Charlie.
"Follow me." Charlie told him, leading the way to her office.
"So, your here to get Heath out?" Charlie questioned.
Brax nodded.
"Sign these forms, but if Heath gets into any more trouble then we won't be so light on him next time." Charlie warned, handing some forms over to Brax, who took them, took one look at them, and started filling them out.
"There won't be a next time, believe me." Brax told her, handing the forms over.
"We'll see about that," Charlie said, looking over the forms.
"Thanks bro." Heath said on the drive home.
Brax focused on the road, eyes straight ahead. "Don't get yourself into any more trouble, you hear me?"
Heath nodded.
"Good." Brax told his brother.
"I just..." Heath paused.
"What?" Brax snapped.
"I kinda..."
"You what?" Brax asked his brother, exasperated.
"I have another stash." Heath answered.
Brax sighed. "Heath..."
"I'm not going to let the cops get it this time." Heath promised.
Brax nodded. "You better not."
Brax was wiping down the bar at Angelo's, at the start of his shift when Charlie walked in, not in uniform.
"Fancy seeing you here." Brax said, as she slid into a stool.
"I just came to tell you, that we are after Heath." Charlie said in a low voice. "We are going to get him for something, we don't care what." She slid out of the stool, and walked out of Angelo's, leaving a gobsmacked Brax.
"Heath!" Brax yelled as he entered their house, after his shift, later that night.
Heath came out of his room, bleary-eyed, clearly half-asleep. "What?"
"I had an interesting visitor during my shift." Brax told his brother. "Buckton."
"Yeah?" Heath asked. "What did she want?"
"She came to tell me, that they are after you, and they are going to get you for something, they don't care what."
Heath collapsed on the couch. "Shit."
"I'd say," Brax said, plonking himself next to his brother. "What are you going to do?"
Heath was lost for words, so he shrugged.
Brax sighed. "I'll keep the drugs for you."
Heath's face brightened. "Thanks bro!"
Brax sighed. "No problem."
Brax was walking along the beach when he ran into Charlie, in her blue uniform.
"Hey Sarge."
"Darryl." She stated.
"Why are you after Heath?" Brax asked.
"Because we've arrested him so many times, just to let him go time and time again." She told him, before noticing the corner of a plastic bag poking out of Brax's back pocket. "Whats that?"
"Whats what?" Brax asked.
"Hand it over, Darryl." Charlie said, not in the mood for games.
Brax, noticing Charlie's mood, handed it over, unwillingly.
It was a point bag.
Charlie pocketed it, before saying the words that Brax was dreading.
"Darryl Braxton, you are under arrest for illegal possession of drugs, you have the right to remain silent, anything you do or say may be used against you in a court of law."
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