Within the gated community of Crescent Point, sex and betrayal comes as naturally as breathing. Those who live within its walls have no worries to call their own and move along life in blissful play but when a new face appears in town, everything they know will be turned upside down and lives will be altered in ways none of them ever imagined...
The Hell Hole was a rundown dive bar just outside of town. The regulars were hard ass bikers, lonely old men and young woman hoping for a sugar daddy. It was one of those places most people would be afraid to walk into but it was, in fact, the safest place around.
Paul and Allen sat in the back of the bar, surrounded by a thick plume of smoke. They look tired, angry... and scared. Paul pulled hard on his cigarette, inhaling deeply. Allen poured himself another glass of Bud before quickly gulping it down.
“So what the hell are we goin' to do, Paulie?” Allen asked, reaching for the pitcher again. “The kid's already friends with our kids.”
“Don't worry about that; I already forbid Eli from speaking to him.” He exhaled, watching blankly as the smoke billowed up in front of him.
“Yea, cause that'll work.”
“Eli's a good boy.”
“Doesn't matter. Raul's not going anywhere.”
“Takin' care of that, too.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Paul looked at his friend glumly. “We agreed before that bitch ever left that if she – or that brat of hers – ever set foot here, we'd take care of it. Permanently.”
“I really don't li-”
Paul put his hand up, cutting Allen off. He looked passed his friend and smiled. Allen twisted around in his chair and saw James walking toward them. With a grunt, he turned back around and shot a mean look to Paul.
“Seriously? Thought he never wanted any part of this.”
“Guess he changed his mind.” Paul smirked as James sat down.
“And just what does that mean for us?”
“Don't.” James said, as he reached for the beer. “I don't even wanna think about it.”
Allen looked from one to the other. “What the hell did I miss?”
“There was an...” Paul began.
“My wife was...” James said, his voice low and gravely. “Someone... threatened my wife tonight.” He looked from Paul to Allen, who could not hide his shocked expression.
“Oh my... is she...?”
“Shaken up, but otherwise... What the fuck, man? Why now? What the hell does this kid want?”
“Not he himself. But...”
“He arranged it,” Paul finished.
“Are you sure?” Allen asked.
“Beyond a doubt,” Paul said, his voice cold, empty.
“And so what're you going to do about it?”
“Like James here said... don't.”
- - - -
Julie pounded on Kristen's front door, so angry her eyes had gone all but black. “That no good bitch,” she hissed, balling her fists so tight they turned deathly white. “First she blackmails me... then has some 'roid head threaten me? I'll kill her...”
The door opened, and Kristen stood there, smiling cruelly. “I take it you're ready?”
Julie grabbed Kristen's shirt and threw her up against the wall. “You fucking cunt,” Julie growled, pressing Kristen hard against the wall. “What did you think would happen?”
“Wha... are you talk-”
Julie released Kristen only long enough to dig her arm into her throat. “Don't fuck with me, lil' sister. I will fucking kill you! You sent that... that... thug to threaten me! He threatened to rape me! You knew I was already goin' to help you... Why'd you have to-”
“I. Don't. Know.” Kristen pushed Julie away from her. She fell to her knees, rubbing her sore throat. “What you're talkin' about. I didn't send anyo-”
“Stop lying,” Julie said, slapping her across the face. “I don't wanna hear anymore of your fucking lies.”
Kristen pushed herself to her feet, spitting blood at Julie. “I'm not lying, Jules. I didn't send anyone to hurt you. You'd already agreed. Now, shall we?”
“Fine,” Julie spat. “But I swear to God, if I find out you had anything to do with...”
“Yea, whatever,” Kristen said, brushing passed her sister to the door. “Let's go. We've got a body to bury.”
- - - -
Dolly sat across from Beth in the farthest back booth at Beachside Flyer. Dolly had called her to meet shortly after Allen had left to meet his friend; while that was a normal enough occurrence, Allen had also been distant the last few days. And after over-hearing part of the conversation he had had with Paul on the phone, she had become a bit scared that something was very wrong.
“What about Paul? He... I dunno, being weird?”
“Not to me,” Beth said, taking a sip of her coffee. “But Elijah said his father banned him from talking to that new boy... Raul, I believe.”
“Raul?” Dolly asked, her expression showing recognition. “Allen said something about... Oh, I don't know. He mentioned that name to Paul, I think. Why would they have an issue with a kid?”
“Good question,” Beth said, placing the empty cup on the table. “I asked Elijah about it and he didn't understand it either. I was going to ask Paul about it, but he never came home after work. And when I called, it went straight to voicemail.”
“That's not like him. I don't like them being so... secretive. I'm really worried something is wrong.”
“I wanna know how some seventeen year old kid fits into all this.”
“Not too sure I wanna know. Jesus, Beth, what the hell?”
“I wouldn't go to the extreme just yet, Doll. While I'm sure out boys are in some deep shit, I doubt its something they can't handle. And if not, well... depends on if they deserve it or not.”
- - - -
Kristen pulled in behind what was left of the old high school. An explosion had destroyed the area; instead of rebuilding, the city had chosen to move the school closer to the center of town. No one knew what actually caused the explosion that wiped out most of the graduating class of 1990 as the investigation was closed only days after it had been opened.
“I remember the day it happened,” Kristen said, choking up as she spoke. “I was supposed to be there when it happened. But, as usual, I was... doing less than proper things. Funny, I'd have thought that it wouldn't bother me after all this time. But it still hurts like hell. Come on,” she said, motioning for Julie to follow.
“So, where's this body?” Julie asked, looking around cautiously.
“In back, where the pool hall was. Remember the fun we had down there, Jules?”
Julie sped up and grabbed Kristen by the arm. She spun her around and pinned her against what was left of the building's brick wall. “Just so we're very clear, after this is done, you are gone. For good. This means me and you are no longer family. By tomorrow, you're dead to me. Or just dead.”
Kristen looked at her sadly for a moment before shoving her away. “Whatever. Let's just do this.” Kristen stomped off, leaving Julie to catch up.
Julie hung back, trying to calm down. “Last time I get dragged into this shit,” she told herself. “Once this is ov-” Kristen's scream tore through the air, drawing Julie's attention to the other side of the lot. She ran over and found Kristen on the ground, her knees to her chest, rocking back and forth. “What happened?” Julie asked, dropping to one knee. “Why'd you-”
“The fuckin' body's gone.”
- TO BE CONTINUED -