He's My Killer

Chapter Thirty

TIANA

I drove five hours to Santa Monica. I made a few pit stops for gas and some food. Then about an hour into the drive, I stopped and switched the license plates on a jaguar. About another two hours I had found a place to get hair equipment and scissors. I cut my hair and dyed it jet black.

I was thinking about a red but I didn't want all that change. The blonde was enough.

I was not stopping unless I needed to. I was a bit tired but I didn't want to change it. Carter's men could somehow pop up on me.

I didn't want to risk it. I still didn't feel far away.

I have another five hour drive from Santa Monica to Phoenix.

About an hour or two away from my brother I might stop and get a room and sleep for a few minutes. But until then, I was remaining on the road.

I thought about getting a burner phone but I didn't want that either. Breaking my old phone was nothing. I didn't have much in there that needed to be kept.

My plan when I get to Phoenix is talk to my brother and tell him what I've been through. I don't even know if I'll be able to go back to college. I might have to start over next year and I hate that I might have to.

I'm also worried about my parents. Bloody kitchen and messy room. No one was there. It didn't make any sense. It made me question a lot of things. Like, did they piss some mobster off? Or did they owe someone money? Or what if it was because of me?

That last one stuck. What if it is because of me? Every chance I get to run from Carter, I get punished when he catches me. Him slapping or whooping my ass. Always leaving handprints on my ass. It sometimes hurt to sit.

But I'm making sure he doesn't find me this time.

I think I might need to find a job. Make some money for me. Probably work at a diner or something. But I knew as soon as I told Troy I'll go job hunting, he'll offer me racing.

Want to know how I drive like a maniac? Breaking into cars was not the only thing he taught me.

My brother was in the UIROT. Underground Illegal Race Or Trade.

I didn't like the idea of my brother racing back then. Worried he'd get hurt or go to prison. And he did some time when he got caught on a bad night.

Anyway, he told me he was like some kingpin in racing in Phoenix back when we were in contact.

Mobsters, Gangs and more are settled there. The bet on the winners or the losers. Sometimes even seal their fates with voting.

Crazy.

But I had my share of a crazy experience.

I met my brother's gang when I was up there visiting one day. They were nice and chill but his girlfriend was another level. I wouldn't say I don't like her but I keep my distance.

I'm not afraid to throw hands with her if she crossed the line. She stays on her side and I stay on mine. It is what it is.

I just hope when I get there, it will be smooth.

I didn’t need any more problems in my life.

I was already dealing with other shît.

****       

CARTER- Day later

I was back in Italy.

Had to let Tiana enjoy that little freedom while she could. I had people trying to find where she was headed now.

My guess was to her brother.

Also had people looking him up now. It's like he deleted any information he had on himself. I couldn't find anything but his name. Date of birth or where he lived was not found which was no surprise to me.

He was a man that did not want to be found. Two possible ways I couldn't find him. One, deleted every ounce of records on himself or two, put it under another name.

My guess is two.

I never made one mistake in my life and not putting a tracker in Tiana was a big mistake. I thought she would keep her phone but nah.

I knew she was in that Dodge Charger. I was on my way up the garage with my men when I saw a black car speeding out.

I now had no knowledge of where she was now. But I knew she wasn't dumb enough to go back to Howard. So my guess was to her brother.

I currently walked down the stairs of the basement and when I reached the bottom, I came into sight with three familiar women.

"Bossman, I swear I had a reason. I just-" Candy began to blabber.

"Shhh." I was in front of her, holding the blade to her neck.

I was in the mood for bloodshed and I wouldn't mind by starting with Candy.

Bitch had got into my room and stole my money. When Brian called me and told me we had a serious problem, it was this b***h. She's been another inside b***h. Reporting back to someone in the states about my business.

Now, Hayley, the girl sitting not too far away. I killed her sister just because she was reporting to another but he was in Italy and that had been taken care of.

But, Candy was reporting back to a man that goes by the name of Xenon, in the states.

I have yet to have a location on him but I was working on it at this very moment.

"What did he offer you?" I questioned, tapping the blade on her exposed skin.

She looked at me, pleading but that wasn't going to work for me. She did this to herself.

"Speak Candy or I slit your throat right here. I have little patience." I warned.

She gulped hard before sighing. "A good life. I could go to school and be somebody." She answered.

It was silent then I laughed.

"Really?" I asked between laughter. She was giving me bullshit.

"I'm n-ah!" She screamed.

I jammed my knife into her right thigh without hesitation. I hate liars.

I backed away from her and went over to the table that held my other sharp toys.

"You got one more chance, Candy, or I'll start cutting you open. What did he offer you?!"

Her loud sobs echoed throughout the basement walls. I couldn't give a f**k about that. She went out and gave secret information on what I ran. Now he's messing with my money.

"This fucker has been sniffing in my s**t and you are the cause. You went into my room and stole from me. How did you know my f*****g code?!"

I was livid, I was drilling her with more questions.

"Give me an answer."

A fearful look was shown and it didn't faze me one bit.

"To be rich i-i-if I gave him your name and 40k to ensure my freedom." She said slowly.

I nodded and turned back to Brian. "Research this Xenon. See what's on him. And get me the blow torch."

"Yes, Bossman." And he left.

"Please-"

"No more begging, darling. You feel the pain in just a minute. Should have thought of it before doing it. I lost 40k and this painful session is going to pay for it."

She jerked at the rope as her cries grew louder.

I was going to have some fun with her.

****

Phoenix, Arizona

TIANA

I was finally here. I was about ten minutes away or probably less to Troy's house.

I almost forgot how beautiful it is at sunset. Man, I was so tired.

I didn't bother stopping at all but for gas. I know it was me being stubborn but I didn't want to change it.

I don't know how Carter finds me every time I escape and it makes me wonder if I'm followed all the time or if I have a tracker in me which I hope is not that.

I also didn't know Carter's crazy obsession with me. Call me being wrong or not, it's in his actions.

That deal was a lie.

I knew Carter wanted to get a taste of me and it felt so damn good. This side of me wanting him to touch me was overcoming the side of me being difficult.

I just wanted to see what it felt like. It felt good. It made me wish it didn't end so quickly but it was the deal.

A deal that's been broken.

I sighed and made another turn before I pulled into a stone driveway. I parked and got out with my bookbag.       

I am in love with this house. It was gorgeous and the inside was better.

I walked up the stone stairs and knocked. A moment later, I saw Monica, my brother's girlfriend, that I would be keeping distance.

She pulled open the door with a fake smile that I knew too well.

"Tiana, you look different. Your brother said you were on your way, I didn't think so soon though."

"Well, I'm here," I said, forcing my way past her.

She muttered something and I turned to look at her. "What was that?" I asked.

"Calm down, Tia." My brother's familiar voice went to my ears. I turned to face him and he had a grin on his face.

I ran over and jumped into his arms. I couldn't hold it back anymore. A soft cry escaped my lips as I hugged him tighter.

"What's the matter, sis?" He questioned, hugging me back.

I sighed. "I've been through some shit." I said.

"I can see that. Want to talk?"

I nodded my head against his chest. Before we went to go into the kitchen, my head looked up and I looked over at Monica.

"I don't want her in there while we talk. It's personal." I said and Monica just looked at me funny. 

Troy sighed before asking Monica to leave and we went into the kitchen.

Here goes the long story.