Her Two Bosses (NaNoWriMo '23)

At the Dog Track

Warning: This chapter has a scene of torture and death. One of my more creative ways to kill someone. If it is not for you, please do not read. Just know that Detective Warren will get what is coming to him.

Later that evening...

Evangeline was dressed in a long, off the shoulder's black sweater dress with matching heels. She placed the finished touching on her make-up. Her hair was curled and partly placed up to show off her collarbones. As the late, that is where Leo and Rake been placing kisses on, nuzzling her neck while she held them close.

The men called her, saying that they something special planned for the night. So, she was dolling herself up for them. The dress hugged her curves and flattering her figure. Since it was chilly in the night air and she had no clue where they were going, she took out her black London Fog trench coat. She left the condo with more ease now.

The men were waiting for her as she exited the elevator. Their eyes instantly on her, caressed her as she gave them a 360 spin to show her attire.

"I hope this is appropriate to wear for you two did not telling where we are going." She teased as they walked her to the town car. As they rode, they chatted about their day. Evangeline told them she would like to come back to the office and get her life rolling again. They agreed, kissing her hand.

"The track. Why are we here? Isn't it close at night?" Evangeline asked as the town car pulling closer to the gate. It was opened and two men in black clothes and priest collars where standing guard.

"They are waiting at the starting line for you." One of the brothers told them. Leo and Rake nodded, leaving Evangeline very confused. The town car made its way to the chutes. In the dim light, Evangeline could see Father Mallory and Sister Gemma standing there. In the middle of the chutes, someone was tied up to one of the doors.

"Detective Warren? What is he doing here? Why in the fuck is he tied up and...is that blood?" Evangeline spew questions as she was helped out of the car by Leo. Warren had scared look in his eyes as the gag in his mouth muffled his screams. He looked at he had three rounds with a heavy weight boxer and lost. His shirt was ripped open and there was a small cut on his stomach. A string of sorts was protruding out and connected to a nylon rope that a short length pooled at his feet, disappearing into a chute where a large greyhound was being kept. The rope was attached to the dog's harness.

"Evangeline. Detective Warren confessed to me that he was the one who got Primo out of prison. To settle his debt from gambling on the dogs." Father Mallory told her, giving the detective a hateful look. Evangeline took a breath, grabbing the arms of Leo and Rake for they were moving towards the detective. She held them still, pulling them to her.

"And." Sister Gemma started. "He was there at the country house the day I got you out." She spoke.

"See, if you just told me what you knew, you would not be here." Warren's voice echoed in Evangeline's head. Her knees went weak for a moment. Leo and Rake wrapped their arms about her, supporting her up. Her eyes were locked on the detective. She started to shiver as she remembered bits and places in that moment. His haggard laugh as he fucked her, her body yet recover from the assault from earlier that week. Making her whimper in pain when he pulled at her hair, spitting in her face.

"You son of a bitch." Evangeline spoke, straightening her spine. She stepped towards him, Leo and Rake still at her side. "I was abducted, held captive and raped all because you made a deal to clear your debt. I am so fucking tired of being the one who has to deal with other's bullshit actions!" She yelled, letting lose the anger and hurt she was feeling.

First, the Fonzo family did not pay their fees. Trent failed to tell her their financial situation, letting her think everything was okay. Primo killing Trent to keep from paying him. Evangeline having to sell nearly everything she owned, moved into a shitbox of an apartment while scrapping by for five years to pay off the debt. Now, Warren tossing his own bagging on her shoulders to bear. Worse, the motherfucker had the audacity to stick his dick inside her.

"Angel. We can make this right." Rake told.

"No. Nothing can be done to make any of this right." She turned to look at him. She softly her eyes to him as she was the glimpse of worry in his. She kissed Rake softly. She faced Leo and kiss him too. "But watching this asshole suffer will be close enough." She walked to Warren, signaled them to stay back. She was close to him, smelling his blood and piss running down his leg. Gross fucker.

"Trent did tell me one thing. Just one. Do you want to know what it was?" She asked Warren. He nodded feverishly. She leaned in close, whispering in his ear. His eyes went wide. Evangeline turned away, leaving Warren to choke on his spit as he yelled to her. His words were uncoherent.

Another brother was holding a hare lure on a stick, waving it to get the greyhound's attention. The dog started to bark and paw at the door, foaming at the mouth to get the lure. It was attached to the guideline. Father Mallory gestured to Evangeline, showing her the lever to open the chute. She rested her hand on it.

"Are you ready?" Father Mallory asked her. She nodded her head, not taking her eyes from Warren's pleading face. If this was happening before Primo took her, she may have felt sympathy for him. Now, she was numb to his pain, like he was numb to hers when he raped her.

The hare was launched, and she opened the chute door. The greyhound shot out like a bullet with the rope connected firmly. In a blink of the eye, the rope uncoiled from the pile at Warren's feet. He screamed as the string was pulled taut from the wound.

His intestines were coming from the cut, being pulling along as the greyhound ran to catch the hare. Warren was screaming against the cloth in his mouth, his face red from the pain of being yanked empty. After a few moments, the intestines were pulled tight between the greyhound and Warren's body. One last muffled screamed from Warren and the intestine were free from his body, moving along the dirt as they follow the trail the greyhound left. Blood poured from the larger opening now. Warren's head hung down. He was no longer breathing.

Evangeline brushed her hand off and walked to Leo and Rake. With a nod, the three of them started for the car.

"Evangeline. Any special request?" Father Mallory asked as the brothers started to untie Warren's body.

Evangeline looked over the mess on the track thinking about everything. "Give the dog a treat and make sure he had the best life possible. Send Primo the intestines. Let him know that his will be pulled out of his ass." Evangeline requested. Father Mallory nodded, gestured to bag up the spilled organ. Leo and Rake walked her back the town car. After climbing in, she placed her head between her knees to come from throwing up.

"Now, you see why we did this before dinner." Rake rubbed her back.

Evangeline shot her head up. "If you think I can...yea I could actually eat. Just nothing dealing with intestines for a while." Evangeline shook her head. The men chuckled, telling her that they were going to a place uptown that was very exclusive, invite only.

"Angel, what did you tell the detective?" Leo asked.

"I told him what Trent told me. Never tell anyone, anything." She smiled, recalling the look at pure fear on the detective's face.