His Unhealthy Obsession

Chapter 15

His P.O.V

"Damn-it!" I screamed in frustration as I paced up and down my one bedroom apartment

"That son of a bitch should be dead." I was so enraged I was about to pull out some of my hair

"Hey calm down you will have your girlfriend soon enough and maybe I can get a chance to have some fun too." I looked up from the ground to see my brother standing in the middle of the doorway

"What do you want you bastard? Are you here to steal more money from me?" I asked my brother Lance

He let out a low chuckle "No I'm here to help you get your little girlfriend."

"How the hell do you know about Liane?" I spat

"I learned from a little birdie a.k.a our sister."He said quite smugly

I mentally curse myself for letting that woman in on my plans. I got even more upset with the realization that my some- what estranged brother has walked into this situation. This man is a convict and has been in and out of jail for fraud, petty theft and illegal gambling. This isn't the first time he has showed up to my house looking for trouble. The last time he was here he asked for a place to stay since his last girlfriend kicked him out. Me being his brother I took him in without question. However a few days later I woke up with my brother gone along with fifteen thousand dollars in cash. And about a week later i get a call from the sheriff's department telling me that my brother was arrested for soliciting sex from an underage prostitute. Seeing that I was pissed at him at the time I told them to lock him in the dirtiest, rat infested cell they had and then hung up the phone.

I sighed i n frustration and decided to get this over with "Ok how much do you need." I said opening my wallet

But all he did was shake his head "No I don't want your money I genuinely want you help you and your woman situation."

I squint my eyes at him suspiciously "What's in it for you?"

"What? Can't it just be me acting out on the goodness of my heart ?" He asked batting his eye lashes at me innocently

"Cut the bullshit what;s in it for you?"

He chuckled "Ok you caught me. You claim to know every thing about that girl of yours but did you know that she is sitting on a fat stack of cash?"

I cocked my head to the side very curious now as to what he was talking about "What do you mean?"

He let out a huff "Of course you don't know because she doesn't either. Her parents were very good at their jobs and I mean very good they worked for an underground gang that is well known for their many thefts from small stores to large businesses and banks. Her father was an accountant while her mother was a field worker who fought her way in and out against any security officers who got in her way."

"That's why it was so hard for me to kill that bitch. I mean damn that woman had one hell of a swing." I said reminiscing about that day. Then a question came to me "How the hell did they keep this a secret from her? And how the hell do you know all of this?"

He gave me a silent smirk before walking out of the door without looking back

"Looks like I have some serious digging to do." I said to myself before grabbing my keys and exiting the front door