Dangerous Liasons: CHAZ

by tarskeewee08

A week earlier

Chaz walked to his car dialing his boy Rob. He'd been looking for Evangeline for over a month. Rob was able to access her law license with the state and found out that she transferred it to PA. That was his lucky break.

He'd spent two weeks in Philly casing her parents and nothing. Then he remembered how she always spoke of Llanview and wanting to move there to retire. She had to be here.

The final blow was her leaving him. He saw it coming, she'd been withdrawing from him slowly. Even when he made love to her lately she never seemed to even be in the room. He had to admit that he was obsessed with her. She was chocolate princess. Knowing her exposed him to people and places he would never have access too.

It was her idea to take all that hard cash he hidden and set it up in an off shore account. Little did he know she was setting him up.

The fact that she was using him all along didn't stop his maddened need to have her. He found her once having what he considered to be an intimate dinner with a colleague when she told him that she was working late.

Two days later he dragged her out of bed to witness the torture and murder of the man that she dared spend time with instead of him. She begged for the man's life and spared him at the last minute. But he never had a problem with her again after that.

In all the years they were together he'd never laid a hand own her but she saw his murderous rage and knew what he was capable of.

A woman like her should have run. A woman like her would've run from a man like him. But she took it all in stride. Waiting for the day, plotting and planning for her escape. Why would she come here? She had to know he would find her? It just didn't make any sense. Now she thought she would actually go straight lace. What a fucking joke. He knew of her client list and watched her brilliant mind at work while she got his friends off of some of the most heinous crimes.

He met her in a bar shooting men down left and right. And from nowhere she smiled at him and welcomed his advances. He tried to fool her at first of what he was into but when he finally confessed, she shrugged it off and gave some advice on how to clean it al up.
She was the most remarkable woman he'd ever met. She was his and he was coming to take her home.

"Rob, call me back dammit….I'm tired of waiting!" He snapped in the phone before closing it frustrated. She couldn't escape him, and he'd make her sorry for playing him the way she did. Rob said he would have her location soon and Chaz was anxious to get this over with. He needed to set things straight with her. But mostly he needed to find out where the money was. Drake was out and he knew he'd come looking for him.

Reaching his car he was so deep in thought he didn't hear his murderer approaching from behind.

"Sup lil brother?"

Chaz turned around. Standing not even ten feet from him was his big brother Drake.

"Uh"
"Yeah, surprised to see me hunh?"
"Drake, man when did you get out?"

Before Drake responded he slapped his brother fiercely across the face and then punched in him violently in the stomach, falling back against the car he bent over in shock and pain.

"Wait man….damn" he said throwing his hand up to ward off another blow

"Where's my fucking money Chaz?"

Seeing the cold rage on his brother's face he slid his hand slowly behind him to reach the gun in the back of his pants. Drake smirked and charged forward grabbing his brother by the throat and pinning him to the car. "You think this is a joke don't you"

"No…no….Drake man you got it wrong…"

"Shut your fucking mouth!" he screamed causing spittle to spray onto Chaz face.

Chaz felt the fear in him so stifling that his breathing was coming out in short bursts through his nose.

Drake glared at him "I need to teach you a lesson little bro, but first we need to catch up" he said releasing him.

Chaz hand went to his throat immediately he looked around the parking garage hoping that someone would appear. Someone would help him. He was in between his car and another and not easily spotted from the entrance ramp. Drake smelled the fear on him and shook his head. Looking his brother up and down he took in his Italian suit and shoes.

"You've been doing pretty well for yourself on my money." He said pulling his brother up and dusting off his suit.

"Man, I got things going on. I'm my own MAN now. Your money is safe. I kept it safe Drake I swear."

"Really, so you won't mind taking me to it?"

"See that's the thing, I had to move it, lot's been going on. So see I had to move it."

Drake delivered another backhanded slap across the face of his brother, this time busting his nose.

"Wait….wait!" Chaz said grabbing his nose in pain trying to stop the bleeding. "I lied. I'm here for the same reason you are, the money."

Drake scowled at him "What the hell does that mean?" he hissed pulling out his gun.

Chaz looked down at the gun with the silencer on it. He knew his brother. He had to find a way to quiet the rage in him or he was a dead man for sure. Telling him that Evangeline skipped town with the money would only make things worse. But maybe it would buy him some time and when they found her, he could get the upper hand and dispose of Drake, and take off with his woman. After he taught her a lesson for betraying him of course.

"It's my old lady. We had a fight and she skipped out on me. She's an attorney and she had the money moved from to an account I set up to protect you bro. It's all good…I swear. We just have to find her to find out where the money is."

Drake glared at him "You let some bitch get access to my money!" he said hitting his brother again this time with the butt of his gun.

The blow forced Chaz to the ground and Drake jumped on top of him. His rage all consuming now he smiled as his brother whimpered putting his hands up to his face in fear. Drake's need for blood took over and he proceeded to beat him across the face with the gun. Chaz feet kicking under the weight of his brother he screamed and put his hands up trying to desperately to fight off the blows that kept coming with such force that loosing consciousness was a relief. Death was an even greater relief.

Drake kept pounding on his brother long after he was dead. Finally coming out of his trance he rose from him to find both his hands completely covered in blood including his shirt. He looked up and saw no one in the parking garage. Wiping his hands on his shirt he sighed. Now how in the hell would he find out who this woman was and where she was staying? Bending down he picked up his brothers keys and opened his trunk. Scooping him up he dropped him inside as his cell phone fell out. Drake closed the trunk and got the cell. Seeing a missed call he dialed it back.

"Hello"
"What's up" Drake said hurriedly trying to sound like his weasel brother.
"We found her man?"
"Who?'
"Evangeline, your old lady….who else."
"Where?"
"She's staying at the Palace."

Drake hung up the phone. So the twerp wasn't lying. His woman was in this town. Opening the trunk he dug in his brothers pockets and pulled out his wallet. Thumbing through it he came across a picture of an attractive black woman standing behind Chaz who must've been sitting, with her hands around his neck smiling. Drake turned it over and read the back.

Fun in the Bahamas! I will always remember this moment

E

Drake stuck the picture in his pocket and tossed the wallet back in the trunk onto the body of his dead brother. Staring down at Chaz busted face he smiled evilly. He'd fantasized about this moment ever since his brother turned state's evidence against him for the fucking cop.

Closing the trunk he quickly went to the front of the car, and got in. He needed to get out of these bloody clothes and dump the body. Then he would pay this Evangeline a little visit.