Page 48 of Entangled With The Hellhound

“So, all of this feels like déjà vu. Because we’ve been betrayed once again by a motherfucker we called brother.”

“Raymond or Po Boy. That gutter motherfucker infiltrated the Louisiana chapter a year ago. Raymond was here to get the information on who our connect was. And if Roxy hadn’t seen him, it would’ve worked. The asshole he brought with him was an undercover ATF agent.” Rock’s anger is palpable, and I can understand why he’s so pissed.

The Hellhounds have kept things tight for two years, and our Texas chapter hasn’t taken any new members. We just started taking prospects, and Rock was reluctant to do that after Lip betrayed us. But the Louisiana chapter has been going on like nothing happened because it didn’t happen to them.

I want to know why the Hellhounds have been targeted and what Christine has to do with all of this.

“That crazy ass Marie said that motherfucker was alive. I guess she wasn’t as high as I thought.” Black says, his face twisted in disbelief.

“So, did Raymond actually have a shoot-out or not? Does Baller know any of this?” I ask.

“Yeah, he had a shoot-out alright with enemies of the Street Lords. Shit didn’t have anything to do with us. We think the agent who was working with him had it covered up.”

“Damn! That’s a lot of shit going on.” Ace remarks and grumbles of agreement sound around the table.

“It’s easy to have aliases and backgrounds made when you’re dealing with the law enforcement. They are the biggest gang in the world.” Wire’s words have never been truer.

Law enforcement is the dirtiest, most ruthless, downright foulest motherfuckers I’ve ever encountered. That’s why I hate being involved with them at all, but it’s a necessary evil in the Hellhounds business.

“So, Roxy just told me that Christine called Raymond, brother. Are they really siblings?” I ask the question that is burning in my soul.

I hate that the woman I brought around could be the root cause of the Hellhound problems. Especially when the alphabet boys are involved. I was greedy, thinking I could have my cake and eat it too when it came to Christine. I should’ve left her ass alone after our divorce.

“Unfortunately, they are, in fact, brother and sister. They have the same dad. Who abandoned her, but not his son Raymond. His current residence is the Mack Alford Correctional Center in Atoka, Oklahoma.” Wire reports, and I am dumbfounded.

“Why’d they target the Hellhounds?” Ace asks the question that I already know the answer to. Christine is the reason why they chose us because she wanted to get back at me. I just know it.

“That would be my fault,” Bishop speaks up, and I’m shocked as fuck.

“What do you mean?” I ask, sitting up in my seat.

“I put Kevin Frazier away when I worked as a prosecutor. This shit runs deeper than any of you could ever imagine.” Bishop’s eyes go dark, and I can tell by the look that there’s more than just some bad blood in their history.

“Well, fuck! I didn’t think Kevin Frazier would come back to haunt us. We should’ve killed his ass when we had the chance.” Rock says, and now I’m sure the history is tainted.

Before anyone can respond to the information. Crush walks in looking like he’s ready to kill someone or like he already did. He has the haze of rage in his eyes, and I wonder what errand Bishop sent him on.

“I couldn’t get to Myers. He knows we’re coming for his snake ass. He’s in hiding. Took a vacation.” Crush scowls. “But I got another package. She’s in the lounge.” Crush’s face morphs into the most sinister grin I’ve ever seen him make.

“Stone, you think you can question Christine without snapping her neck?” Rock asks, and I shrug.

“Bitch has it comin’. We know why she did what she did. Tryin’ to help her deadbeat ass daddy and her son-of-a-bitch brother. I don’t need to know shit else.” I guess the corrupt gene runs in the family. I shake my head at the craziness of it all.

This time I don’t care about her reasons. Christine has played one game too many. I won’t save her. I don’t want to save her. She’s put my entire brotherhood in jeopardy behind some bullshit ass revenge plot from two motherfuckers she doesn’t even know. Fuck her and her foul ass family.

Once again, I’m headed to the lounge to deal with more disloyal assholes. The more I think about the two women I trusted to be a part of my life turning on me without a second thought, the more the darkness takes over, and the anger rushes in.

Rock scans his palm, and the door opens, Stone is gone, and Death takes over. Christine is still in the holding cell along with an unconscious Raymond. Marie is in the other room awaiting her fate.

There’s only me, Ace, Rock, and Bishop down here. Now that we have neutralized the threat, for now, the other guys could go take care of other things. We still needed to find Detective Myers, but his time was coming.

We had his puppets, after all, and Kevin Frazier was behind bars. The Hellhounds were safe from at least one threat. The ATF would have to regroup and come at us differently now that we had their snitch.

I opened the door to see a dead-eyed Christine. When she notices me, her face lights up, and a smile breaks out over her face. She looks at me like she used to when I beat up some guy that she said wronged her in some way.

The past manipulations are so clear to me now, that foolish is too light of a word for how I feel. But that shit is over now. She’s made a fool outta me for the last time.

“Stone, I knew you would come.” Christine purrs my name like the sex kitten she pretends to be for me. In reality, she’s a snake.