Disclaimer. The songs in this story are originally preformed by Kristine Sa and are owned by Nemesis records and Kristine Sa I'm just barrowing them.
"If
I whispered, what if I confessed
That
I'm lonely without you
And
if I asked you to stay for the night
'Cause
I'm crazy about you."
Angelina Angel slowly
sang her newest song to the audience of only two hundred spectators
with the same heart pounding thrill as she would have if there tens
of thousands of screaming fans watching. She didn't care if she was
singing to only one fan or a million she just wanted to sing. This
concert was being held at the Coors Amphitheater in southern
California and was her fourth concert after signing with Nemesis
records just 2 months ago. Her first concert was a joke seeing as the
only people who heard it were the men and women manning the
spotlights and monitors. Not one ticket had been sold for her debut
concert and the ones given away by her promotion staff never showed
up. That was the most depressing day of her life and she broke down
in the middle of the song and ran off the stage. It was a terrible
experience but she was determined to stick with it. Her seconded and
third concert combined only totaled one hundred and three people.
However her reputation of being a great singer as well as a hottie
were growing with each song the radios played.
She wiped the sweat
from her brow as the song ended and was rewarded with as loud of an
applause as the group could muster with their limited numbers.
"Thank you all for
coming out tonight." She said looking out at the audience that was
scattered thorough the amphitheater depending on the amount of money
they paid for their tickets.
The closest person to
her was a young teenager six rows back who was with his girlfriend
and not really paying attention to the songs at all.
"I have only one more
song to sing tonight and I would really love it if you all would come
up to the stage. Security will not stop you just come-on up."
Everyone in the theater
slowly walked down the stairs and came right up to the stage with
looks of joy for being this close. Angelina sat on the edge of the
stage swinging her legs like a child would sitting on a park bench.
"This last song is
called Consequences."
The music started to
play and right in time to the music she started to sing.
"You are all
things amazing to me, made my life gave me air to breath. Everything
you did seemed right."
The song was very slow
and sad leaving most of the group with tears in their eyes. When the
song ended Angelina stood up and gave a polite bow before walking off
stage feeling proud of the concert.
"Yet another small
concert." A man said leaning against a stair case.
"What do you want now
Richard?" Angelina asked crossing her arms.
"Only to offer you my
assistance that's all."
"I've heard this
line from you before. Sign your name on the dotted line and sell your
soul in the processes. I don't think so."
"Think about it Miss.
Angel, you can continue doing these small concerts and live off
cup-o-noodles or I can help make you the biggest thing of the year."
"I hate
Cup-o-noodles. That's why I eat Top Roman instead four for a buck
can't beat that."
"Go ahead and laugh.
You'll give in sooner or later. Especially after that accident
tonight."
"Is that a threat?"
"No not at all."
Richards said with a crooked smile. "All I'm saying is that after
those bodies were found in the middle of the seats apparently
strangled I don't think that you'll be having many more
concerts."
"You wouldn't
dare."
"It's a shame about
that couple in the sixth row they were so young."
He turned and walked
away leaving Angelina weighing her options. Richard was right; if
there were deaths at her concerts it would destroy all of her work.
It looked like she only had one choice.
"Miss. Angel,." A
man said from behind her. "was that that bastard Richard from that
promoting corporation?"
"Yes it was."
"Are you going to
join?"
"I have to he said
that there would be two bodies found in the seats if I didn't."
"What?"
Angelina turned to look
at the man dressed all in black with a small side arm.
"Where did he go?"
"He headed for the
parking lot."
The mad drew his weapon
and ran through the exit to find the would be killer before he could
strike. But the parking lot was completely deserted. He holstered his
weapon and turned back to the door. He was about to go back in when
something caught his eye. Something or someone was sitting next to a
dumpster slumped over. He pulled his weapon again and headed for the
figure. It was Richard, his chest had been ripped open by a large
blade from the look of it. From the calm look on his face he never
saw it coming what ever it was. In his hand was his cell phone with a
number ready to be dialed.
'More than likely
some of his men waiting to kill someone on his order.' He thought.
'Guess that's one call that will never be made.'
He picked up his own
phone and called 911 and reported the murder. As soon as he was off
the phone he pulled out a pair of latex gloves he kept incase there
was a fight and someone was bleeding. He searched Richards's body
and found his wallet and removed all the money and credit cards
before tossing the wallet a few feet away from the body to make it
look like a robbery gone bad. He hated Richard for the kind of man he
was and if someone saw fit to rip out his lungs well then good for
them he wasn't going to tell anyone that it was just a murder. He
heard the sirens from the squad cars approaching fast and quickly
stuffed the money and cards into a concealed pocket of his vest. He
had no intention of keeping any of it he just wanted to dispose of it
where it wouldn't be found. Angelina came out of the building after
hearing the sirens and found Tommy the guard kneeling over a body.
"Oh my God he did
it." She almost screamed covering her mouth and taking a step back.
":No he didn't."
Tommy said. "Someone got him first."
Angelina calmed down
quickly as the first of the squad cars arrived. She was high on human
rights but this was not a human, he was a monster that exploited
anyone to get what he wanted. And he got what he disserved. She sat
down on the stairs as the officers walked up and began their
investigation. Both Angelina and Tommy had solid alibis seeing as
everyone in the theater knew what kind of man Richard was. They all
said that Tommy was walking Miss Angel out to her car when they
stumbled on the body. The police took statements from Angelina and
Tommy and let them go on their way. The case was filed as a Homicide
due to a robbery gone bad.
Two hours later a group
of men that Richard worked for held a meeting to discus the killing.
Undoubtedly they believed that Richard was killed by the security
guard and they were already arranging his accident.
"As soon as he is out
of the way we will have to make an example out of Miss. Angel." One
of them said. "Publicly."
The others all nodded
in approval and the meeting was disbanded. With the plans already in
motion.
