Revengeful Deceptions (38 page)

 
“It seems that she's gone after Brandon, she
must have found out that he is responsible for the courthouse shooting and gone
after him because she thinks he's going to run. I can't explain any more I’ve
got to go after her.”

“Adam we're going with you.”

“Molly no it’s too dangerous.”

Adam was already heading towards
the door when Molly and Neal were on his heels.

“I told you guys it’s too
dangerous,” he ordered.

“Adam, Dominique is in danger now
you want to sit here and argue about it or do you want to go and get your
wife?” said Neal who was already jogging towards the car.

“I hope this deal goes smoothly,”
said Brandon as he entered New Hampshire, “I don’t want to have to deal with
some stupid-ass amateurs,” he said to Joey who reclined lazily in the passenger
seat.

“Hey do you mind? I'm trying to get
some sleep.”

“Yeah, I do man, this is a long
drive and it would help if I had somebody to talk to, keep me awake okay, now
sit your ass up and say something man.”

Joey mumbled something before
putting his seat upright.

“What was that?” Brandon asked.

“I said that's what the fucking
radio is for.”

“I don’t want to listen to the
goddam radio asshole I want to have a conversation. Oh fuck it; just give me a
hit, that'll keep me up.”

  
Brandon thought of his friend Nick as he took a couple hits of cocaine.
It was three years ago that he and Nick made the same trip, except it had been
a lot better having Nick as a passenger.

“We're almost there anyway,” said
Joey as he pointed to the road sign.  They had about fifteen more miles to
go and were doing the drug deal at a closed down rest area. There were minimal
lights at the abandoned rest stop and if the cops showed up they'd simply say
they thought it was open and available. But it was highly unlikely that anyone
would show up because of its location. One had to really look for it in order
to know that it was there.

Chapter Thirty Seven

Dominique had no choice but to
ignore the calls coming to her cell phone from Adam, she knew he would be
furious but she wasn’t about to let him stop her. Brandon needed to be put out
of his misery and she was going to be the one to do it. “Just where the hell
are you going?” She muttered out loud as she followed the two men down the
interstate.

When she saw them pass the spot
where just three years ago, Brandon had forced Stephen off the road, she
realized that he was doing another drug deal. “Some things never change you son
of a bitch,” she whispered as she sped up. She purposely turned her head as she
drove past the spot where her boys had died.

Adam kept in contact with his
father and instructed Neal where to go as they sped through the night. There
were moments when Molly had to ask him to slow down as he was breaking speeds
over 95 miles per hour.

“Sorry baby, I’m just trying to
make up for some time,” he said eyes concentrating on the road.

“I know you are, but we want to get
to her alive don’t we?” She said, making sure not to distract him from the
road.

“It's not that long of a trip into
New Hampshire and once we're there, as long as this Paul guy keeps us updated
we should find her in no time.”

“I hope your right Neal, I hope
your right,” said Adam sounding distraught.

It didn’t take Neal long to reach
New Hampshire and no one in the vehicle had any way of knowing that they too
had just passed the marker where Stephen and Teddy died.

“Okay, according to dad, we're
about fifteen miles out, look for an exit sign for a rest area, a closed down
rest area, according to Paul, that's where they all stopped.

 
Dominique parked far enough away to go undetected, she hadn’t wanted to
get involved in the drug deal, she was only one person after all and she knew
she wouldn’t be able to defend herself against them all so she watched and
waited. It wasn’t long before the dealers got in their truck and left, leaving
Brandon and Joey alone.

Dominique didn’t know who the other
guy was, but she hoped that for his sake he'd want to stay out of it otherwise
she'd kill him too if she had to. As she reached into the glove box and
retrieved the glock, she couldn’t help but think about what she would say to
Brandon.
Maybe he'll decide to turn himself in after all,
she thought to
herself.
Wishful thinking Dominique, wishful thinking. Now come on, you can
do this, think of the family that you lost at his hands, and the baby. You've
got to put a stop to this madness, enough is enough; he can't get away with it
any longer.

  
After Dominique had given herself the small pep talk she quietly got out
of the car and headed towards the area where Brandon had parked his car. Joey
had just settled himself back into the passenger side of the vehicle and as Brandon
was about to get in, Dominique spoke.

“Brandon, you and I have some
unfinished business,” she said keeping her hand on the glock hidden in the
pocket of her hoodie.

Paul had kept Jonathan on the phone
but had exited his own vehicle several moments before, he had found a secluded
area and had his gun with its scope aimed at Brandon. He was ready to fire but
only if he should attempt to hurt Dominique. He was an excellent marksman and
he had no doubt that he could hit Brandon between the eyes. He thought about
taking both Brandon and Joey out but when he asked Jonathan what he wanted him
to do, he told him to let things play out and only use deadly force if he
sensed that Dominique or Adam's lives were in danger. Paul hadn’t seen any sign
of Adam yet and he hoped that he would not show up, keeping an eye on Dominique
was enough.

 
“Well look who it is!” Shouted Brandon as he
slammed the car door shut. Joey got out as well.

“What the fuck is she doing here
man?” Joey asked as he neared the back of the car where Dominique was standing.

 
“I've got no qualms with you mister; I don’t
even know who you are. My issue is with Brandon and Brandon only. As she pulled
the glock out and aimed it at Brandon. “Now, if you want to excuse yourself and
get back in the car that'll be just fine with me,” she said not taking her eyes
off Brandon.

Joey realized that Dominique didn’t
know that he was the one who had hit her in the parking garage and as far as he
was concerned, he'd keep it that way. Unless of course she tried to drag him
into this. This was Brandon's mess, let him try and fix it.

“Sounds good to me lady but know
this, if you make any attempts to come after me, all bets are off. I'll find
you and this time I’ll kill you.” Dominique nodded her head and said “Yes, I
understand.”

  
“Looks like you’re on your own Brandon,” he smirked as he quickly got
back into the car, this time getting into the driver’s side.

“You’re just going to leave me here
with this crazy bitch Joey?” For the first time in a long time Brandon felt
vulnerable and scared.

“Yeah, looks like you’re in good
hands buddy, I never liked you anyway you spoiled brat. But hey listen, I’ll be
sure to tell your old man that the deal went bad man, that you went crazy on us
all and took off with the money and the kilos. Or maybe I’ll just take off with
the money, yeah that sounds better, fuck you and your old man.

  
Thanks lady, you just did me a huge favor and you also made me a rich
man. But remember what I said, you cross me and you’re as good as dead, take it
easy Brandon,” he said laughing as he drove away.

 
“You mother fucker!” Brandon yelled after him.

“He's gone Brandon; it’s just me
and you and guess which one of us is leaving here alive? I'll give you a hint,
it's not going to be you, you selfish son of a bitch.”

  
Dominique now held the glock firmly with both hands, the more she stared
at him,
the
more she felt the urge to squeeze the
trigger.

“You took away so many pieces of my
life, not once Brandon, but twice and then you tried to take Adam away from me
and now it's time for me to take away your life. How does it feel Brandon,
knowing that you're about to die?” She said right before striking him in his
face with the butt of the gun and knocking him to his knees.

 
“There! There's the exit ramp for the rest
stop,” shouted Adam.

Neal had to maneuver the turn
because he almost missed it.

“I can see Dominique's car there
but I don’t see Brandon's what in the hell is going on? Neal stop here!” Adam
shouted.

As they came closer to the scene,
they could all see that Dominique was pointing a gun at Brandon who appeared to
be on his knees. Blood was dripping from his nose and mouth.

“Molly, you stay in this car do you
hear me?” Neal urged as he slowly got out of the car.

Molly did as her fiancé asked, she
could tell by the look in his eyes that this was a dangerous situation and she
needed to stay out of the way.

Adam and Neal slowly approached
Dominique. Brandon saw them first when Dominique told him to stand up.

“Well look who's come to save the
day!” He shouted, and spit out blood as he did.

Startled, Dominique quickly turned
around to see Adam and Neal and as she did so, Brandon made his move. In an
instant he had managed to take the gun away from Dominique and now had her in a
choke hold with the glock aimed at her head. Adam cautiously made a step
closer.

 
“Hold on there little brother,” he squeezed
Dominique harder, “You make one move closer and I’ll blow her pretty little
brains out of her pretty little head, and you know I don’t bluff little bro.”

Adam stopped in mid step and threw
up his hands. “Brandon no, take me. Let her go Brandon, I’m begging you.” Adam
held his gaze on Dominique; he had to be strong for the both of them.

Dominique kept her hands firmly on
Brandon's arm as he gripped her tightly around the neck. She was struggling to
breathe but kept her eyes on Adam as he tried to reason with his half-brother.

“Listen Brandon you let her go and
take me. She's been through enough Brandon it’s time for this to end.”

Dominique fought hard against
Brandon as she shook her head. “No Adam!” Brandon let out a chuckle. “Well look
at that, looks like me and your wife agree little bro. No can do, and besides,
me and her are going to have to take a little ride.”

“I can't let you do that Brandon,
you’re not leaving here with Dominique. Let her go.”

“Oh yes I am little bro and with
your blessing too. See
me
and Dominique here are going
to go get my money back from Joey then I’m going to take care of this bitch
once and for all. But don’t worry little bro, I’m going to have a little fun
with her before I do,” he said as he licked the side of her face.

Dominique struggled harder as she
watched Adam become more and more enraged.

Adam was blocking the path of
Paul's shot, “If only he would move over, I’d be able to take him out.” Paul
cursed.

“Now I’d love to stay and chat with
you and your new best friend there little bro but I’ve got to catch up to Joey
and reclaim what’s mine. Then it looks like I got a hot date so you say goodbye
to your husband bitch but before you do, just remember, all this was your
fault.”
   
Brandon now had a noose like
grip around her neck and she was sure if he didn’t let up she was going to pass
out.

Adam wanted to lunge at his
half-brother and snap his neck. “Brandon your choking her, let her go!”

A sadistic chuckle escaped his
mouth. “I told you, no can do little bro now say goodbye like a good girl
Bitch.”

Tears began to fall as she took one
last look at her husband and tried to speak. A choked gasp was all that would
escape.

“Cat got your tongue pretty lady?
What's wrong, nothing to say?”

Dominique fought hard against him
as he pushed her inside the Volvo.

Adam began to beg and plead for his
wife's life as Brandon got behind the wheel.

Brandon ignored his pleas and as
they drove away Adam ran and screamed after the car.

“Come on, we can't let him get
away,” Neal told his friend.

Dominique was glad that Brandon had
released his grip on her and now she was able to breathe.

“Where are you taking me?” She
asked. Her voice had become raspy. She looked out the rear window and saw that
Adam had managed to catch up and was right behind them.

“You know exactly where I am taking
you bitch now shut up and enjoy the ride,” he said as he stepped on the gas.

Dominique knew that they were
nearing the location where Brandon had run Stephen off the road. And as she put
on her seat belt she decided that if she was going to die, she would take
Brandon with her and it was going to be on her terms.

As Brandon rounded the corner
Dominique whispered, “I love you Adam.” She shut her eyes, reached over and
grabbed hold of the steering wheel so hard that the vehicle spun out of control
and went into a tilt on two of its wheels.

Brandon shouted something right
before his head hit the windshield. Glass imploded into the car and he could
feel the bones in his face being broken, his body being crushed against the
steering wheel and right before the car collided with the ground, he screamed
in pain as he felt every organ inside of him split and severe into tiny little
pieces.

Dominique could feel herself being
juggled and jostled around, but not for long as the slack on the seat belt
tightened and seemed to cocoon her. The side curtain airbags had deployed on
the passenger side only.  The car careened through a makeshift guard rail
taking on air while the engine raced and roared down an incline before landing
topside in the big empty field.