Page 42 of Entangled With The Hellhound

“What the fuck do you mean, that’s Raymond Frazier?” Green asks me, and I’m so confused right now.

I told Stone when I saw him. I described who I saw, but I guess it was lost in translation somehow. Now that I think about it, I just said a black guy with light skin and tattoos. That was at least four people there that night.Shit!

“The guy on the screen, that’s Raymond.”

“Fuck! I need you to get in the safe room.” Green hits a panic button on the side of the computer, and then he grabs my arm.

Green puts his hand over a scanner that I didn’t notice before. A door swooshes open, and Green pushes me inside. The door closes before I can even blink. I look around the room and see it has a small bed, a refrigerator, a microwave, and a TV.

It also has a smaller version of the set-up in the control room. Except there are only two screens and a laptop. I go over to it to see what’s going on. I see Green typing on the computer, but then I hear a crash, and Green stops and looks up.

I’m scanning the screens as fast as I can to see where Raymond went, but instead, I see Christine’s crazy ass slamming a chair into the patio door. It must be reinforced class or something because it’s not breaking, but it’s making one hell of a noise.

I can’t see where Raymond went as I click through all the damned camera angles, but I see Green when he gets to Christine. Although I can see everything, I can’t hear shit.

Christine is flinging her arms all around, and her face is scrunched up. Her hair is disheveled, and her mouth is wide open. She looks like a demented toddler.

“Damn, what is that crazy bitch saying?” I say as I watch the scene in front of me. The camera doesn’t have sound, but I can hear her yelling outside. However, I can’t make out what she’s saying through the thick door and walls of the safe room.

Green approaches Christine like she’s a wild animal. I can tell he’s trying to calm her down, but whatever he’s saying, he’s whispering because I can’t even hear the rumble of his deep voice through the wall.

Suddenly, I see Raymond creeping up behind Green, and I scream for him to watch out. But of course, he can’t hear me. I look around the room, frantically searching for something that I can use as a weapon, but I don’t see anything. I know for a fact that Stone has to have guns around this house. A guy like him has to have weapons.

Then it hits me; in the kitchen, there’s a huge butcher block of knives. I remember wondering if Stone could cook because of all of the different types there were. I get to the door and push a button, and it slides open. I’m glad that it didn’t have the fancy palm reader on the inside, or I wouldn’t be able to help Green.

I creep into the kitchen and slide the biggest knife out of the block quietly. I can hear voices, but Green’s isn’t one of them because I would know Raymond’s voice anywhere.

When I look around the corner, I see Christine with her hands up, pleading with Raymond. I can’t see his face though. I slide to the floor and crawl behind the counter and out of sight.

“You’re supposed to be in Louisiana, Christine.” I hear Raymond say to her and I’m shocked.

How the fuck do they know each other?

“Listen, I’m the one who told you about the Hellhounds to get you out of jail in the first fucking place. You were fucking up. I told you not to bring your ass to Dallas. But look at you!” Christine is yelling at Raymond like he’s a child, and I’ve never heard anyone talk to him like that before.

And I had only encountered Christine once, not even an hour ago, and the sniveling, crying, hysterical woman is replaced with this ruthless Pitbull. She must’ve been putting on an act to catch Green off guard.

“I didn’t have a choice! That fucking Myers was breathing down my neck. I had to come here and give him something, or my black ass would’ve been back in Mack Alford. I ain’t goin’ back to prison, Christine. No fuckin’ way!”

Damn! Detective Myers knew the whole time his ass was out of jail. I knew it!

“Brother, we’ve come too far for you to go back. I still can’t believe out of all the bitches in Dallas, Stone is fucking with your ex.” Christine shakes her head, and I have to agree with her.

Out of all the people in Dallas, I don’t know how I got caught up in Raymond’s web once again!

“I knew that bitch saw me that night, but I thought I was good until she called Myers to tell him she saw me. I had Marie threatening her online, and I even got that stupid ass T-money to break into her apartment. But I guess that didn’t work either.”

I know I need to creep my ass up out of here, but I don’t want to leave Green, who I spotted lying on the ground with a pool of blood surrounding his head.

Shit! What should I do? I can’t fight Raymond and Christine! Dammit!

“Speaking of Marie, where is her dumbass? I told that bitch to be here over two hours ago.” I hear Christine ask.

“I don’t fucking know. It took a lot of finesse to get her ass on our side.”

“You mean a lot of dick.” Christine cackles.

I almost throw up in my mouth at the thought of Raymond’s community dick. He was such a cheater when we were together. I put up with so much shit and so many women. I was dumb.