Turn Up The Heat

Chapter 50 - Blake

I have been wracking my brain over these investigations to find something...anything to find out who is behind all these fires. I run my hands over my face and groan, as I bang my head on the desk.

"What the hell am I missing?"

"Talking to yourself again Blake."

I lift my head up and see Chase chuckling at me as he leans on my desk. "Talking to yourself again buddy."

"Shut up Chase?"

"Well I came over here to show you what we found at the last fire." He dangles a bag in front of my face. " I showed Chris what I found and he said for you to take a look at it." I snatch the bag out of his hand and examine it. It's a bracelet and I swear I have seen this bracelet before.

"It can't be!" I carefully take the bracelet out of the bag and put gloves on as I turn the bracelet over and over again. I have a photographic memory, I think that is why I actually like my new job of investigating the fires because I can try to piece together the mystery of it all.

"It can't be." I can feel the blood boil and my hands shake as as I clench the bracelet in my hand. "What is it? Chase gets up from the desk to look at the bracelet. I turn the bracelet over one more time and I see initials engraved on the inside. AW 

I jump up from my chair and grab my phone and wallet, put the bracelet back in the bag and put it in my pocket. "Son of a Bitch! I gotta go and check something out. If I am not back in a hour call Crystal or Aaron."

"Where are you going?" I can hear the concern in his voice. I pat him on the shoulder as I am ready to bolt out of this place. " I need to check something out Chase I'll let you know if it leads to anything."

I rush out of there and run to my truck and speed over to the one place I pray to God that I can get answers from.

"Motherfucker!" I hit the steering wheel repeatedly, cursing myself for not figuring this out sooner. If my gut is right about my suspicion then Riley is still in danger. I get out of the truck and pound on the door.

"Whoa man where is the fire?"

"Where's ANGELA, Rick!"

"What the fuck man! I have not seen her in awhile. What is going on?"

I shove the bag with the bracelet in it to his chest and he grabs it and when he looks at it I know her recognizes it.

"What the... why do you have my sister's bracelet? Why the fuck does it look like it was in a fire?"

I shove him and he stumbles back. "Because you idiot! It was in one recently."

"Does that mean Angela is dead? Oh dear God!"

I shake my head and my anger boils over. They both are playing us and it pisses me off more because I thought he was my friend.

"Cut the bullshit Rick! There was nobody in the house just this Damn Bracelet!  Your sister is the one that has been setting these fires. So one last time where...the...fuck...is...she!"

"It can't be" he says as he slumps down on the couch shaking his head. I am so focused on Rick that I did not hear someone come up to us until we heard clapping and we both whip our head around.

"Well done Blake you figured it out."

"Angela, why are you doing this?" Rick asks and still looking like he cannot believe any of this. Sorry buddy but your sister is a complete psycho. I should have expected this to come but am still stunned when she reaches behind her and pulls out a gun pointing right at us.

"Shut the fuck up!' She screams at us. " This is the end. I'm going to finish what should have been done a long time ago."

"I don't understand, you're my sister Angela...why?"

"You are nothing to me! YOU ARE NOT MY REAL FAMILY!!!"

She's out of control, waving the gun around. I slowly move towards her when she is not paying attention. "Don't move Blake or I swear I will shoot you." I put my hands up and back away slowly. I look into her eyes and they look wild and crazy. " Why are you doing this?"

"You want to know why!" she snarls "It's because of your bitch of a wife that's why. She took everything from me! " She laughs hysterically and quirks an eyebrow at me, mocking me. " I can see you are confused by all this. So let me enlighten you Blake. My name is not Angela Wilkins, my birth name is Cara Jacobs, and your wife took my family from me."

I almost stumble because I honestly did not see that coming. "Your the child that was taken from them by Ramirez."

"None of that is her fault sis." Rick pleads with her, but I know it is too late, by the sound of it she has been plotting this for years.

"I'm not your sister!" She yells at him and takes a step towards Rick but I step in between them. "Riley is a victim in all this just like you were Cara." I need to get her to calm down so I can distract her long enough. " Bullshit! She got to be with my parents when I had to be with you and yours." She looks at Rick with so much hatred that I feel sorry for the guy. She aims the gun at Rick and I take a step back towards her and then she waves the gun between us.

"Last chance Blake and then I will not be so nice, and I will kill you. Won't be the first time and definitely won't be the last."

"You had a good life with us, with mom and dad. We all loved you as best as you would let us."

She shakes her head so fast, " It's not the same. Well it's been fun boys, but I still have business to take care of with dear old sis."

The blood drains from my face and launch forward towards her. "NOOOOOOO!" I will do what I can to save my family from this crazy bitch.

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