Angel In The Club

Chapter 60

Damian was still at the restaurant table when he received the disturbing call from Courtney. Telling him that Amanda was losing her mind and was being influenced by that bitch, Britney. He thinks how he could have killed her before, when he had a chance. Now she was trying to turn his girls against him.

He was now in his car and on the way to the house. He driving over the speed limit trying to arrive there before they can. He has a plan of his own and wants to eradicate her before it's too late and he loses a handle on the situation.

He had them in the palms of his hands before. No one dared to defy him not even Amanda, he was the alpha male. Now Britney was here, they witnessed how she defied him time and time again. This gave them the idea that it was normal to disregard his principles and rules. Damian decided that he would have to make an example of that third world country cunt, even if it was the last thing he would do.

He pressed down on the car pedal even harder, feeling the air rush past his ears and the cool breeze caressing his warm skin.

He knew Courtney would always have his back. She was one of the most wounded and messed up person, he had ever met. She was much like him. They both had witnessed and experienced gruesome things that children should have never experienced. They bonded together over their shitty experiences.

While Damian pulled up in the garage a few minutes later, at the same time the girls all piled up in the notorious yellow cab, outside the club. Amanda rode shotgun as always beside her friend, Jooey. She smiled up at him in that mesmerizing way, as they sped off down the busy streets of the city. Amanda wanted to get back at Damian so bad for all those years of beating on her and treating her like shit, she was going to do that tonight.

Something faint and distant though was rubbing at the nerves in the back of her brain. It was a feeling of unease and dread. She believed there was something she and Britney had overseen somehow, something of great importance. She brushed those feelings away and focused on the plan at hand. This was the day they nailed Damian once and for all.

Britney peered out through the window, the flashing lights and billboards were now solemnly replaced by towering giants of trees, that created a blockade or barrier on both sides. It occurred to Britney with complete horror for the second time, that she's been here, that the mansion was miles away from civilization or other houses for that matter.

It would make for a perfect place to kill someone and no one finding the body or knowing what happened. Britney felt something the size of a boulder lodge into her stomach, at the thought. She steeled herself to remain calm. That was the only way she would be able to do this right and she had no choice other than that.

In times of uncertainty like these, she found herself praying profusely in her mind. For some form of hope or some form of light somewhere in the darkness, that had covered her mind. She felt a warm hand clasps hers when she was praying that Damian did not kill her. She turned towards Narumba smiling at her.

"Britney we be okay. There are six of us and only one of him." She said and Britney squeezed her hand in return.

She was always the positive, reassuring one and the gesture filled Britney's heart with so much light. She briefly thought about calling her mother just to hear her voice once more. It would be the last she would talk to her, if she was to perish tonight. She thought against it though. Britney knew that somehow her mother would read her tone and know something was wrong or she was in some predicament.

She wasn't aware if it was a mother's intuition or if she was just easy to read but she would know. Britney could not bear breaking her heart again, like all those years ago when her father left and never returned. She also didn't want to scare her and cause her to worry about her. She had gotten the stupid idea to come here and would have to fess up to that on her own and she did not want to pull her mother down with her. Jooey turned on the lonely road that led to the house. Britney stole a glance at Courtney sitting at the opposite end of the window and saw her grinning while, texting on her cell phone.

Britney thought nothing of it and figured she was probably talking to one of her clients. Something else was creeping into her brain's subconscious while, Amanda's premonition or feeling of unease was faint and not all definite. Amanda's ache felt like that of a sting from a wasp bite, which caused her head to thump with caution. Britney knew that Courtney did not come from the best of situations and that she somewhat thought this life was an upgrade from what she knew. She doubts Courtney would want to betray her and not cause this to come to an absolute end. But her detective senses were tingling if you must and she must. She thought that there was nothing wrong with taking extra precautions, in this situation.

She was not going to ignore it and risk the lives of herself and these women. If she saw it fit to protect Courtney from herself, that was what she had to do at all cost. For the success of the mission and the lives of these women, she had grown to love and dot on.

She had ventured into this suicide mission to find the truth about what happened to her father and make him proud. She planned to that by cracking the case he died trying to solve. Somehow along the way, the mission becomes a whole new thing and the stakes grew higher, than she initially imagined. Now she wanted to save these girls and the future girls who would want to apply for a work and travel program to help pay their tuitions. It was up to her to do that and she was so scared, she felt like she wanted to wet herself. Then she remembered a scripture in the bible her mother always said to her. It said 'To whom much is given much is required.'

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