Chapter Thirteen

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• Slow Wine and Bass Line   Chapter Thirty-Two

  Azakar had sat in his car as he drove to his granddaughter's address. He didn't even want to have anything to deal with his daughter and her foolish running around with no good husband of hers Zion. Thinking to himself, there are things in life that you just don't try to unearth and it's best to leave things better left unsaid. However Pedro,Daisy and Damien didn't see it that way they wanted to know of Raynella's whereabouts.Sighing after saying a silent prayer as he exited his car then made his way to the front door and knocked. Azakar wanted to leave deep down he knew this would help them more than anything and crack open a true Pandora's Box.Daisy walked to the door looking at Azakar suspiciously, “Are you Azakar Sanchez?” He just nodded as she moved aside and he stepped inside.Pedro

• Slow Wine and Bass Line   Chapter Thirty-One

  I couldn't even look at him let alone have him butter me up with his twisted words and hurtful lies. I let out a sigh as I splashed water upon my face then looked at myself in the mirror. Throughout my entire life I've been told that I am nothing and the love between Zion and I isn't real or even worth having a so-called-it good life.His footsteps felt like echoes throughout long hallways. Ralph Jimenez was someone I knew very well and he is a charmer and I truly like him for it but underneath this hard bravado. I truly love him make no mistake about it.“Baby, please let me in don't let that little tightwad come between us. You know me better than that and know what we do. Don't believe a word of what Raynella says interfere with our life.” Ralph completely did the fool and put the charm on me hard. Now one would think, why would you go back

• Slow Wine and Bass Line   Chapter Thirty

  I didn't know what to think from what did they possibly found to what secrets could Raynella truly be hiding from me at this time? Everything in mind had been either scattered or scrambling. I need to know what is going on and in order to further my relationship with Raynella then I need to know.When I finally made it back to Raynella's house I seen Daisy and Damien inside the house waiting. Walking inside the door as I shouted and called out names. Daisy informed me they were in the bathroom. I walked inside and seen the floor-board.“Come take a look inside.” Daisy motioned him over. I walked over and used my flashlight to get a deeper look that's when something happened and I seen a box. Getting down on my knees as I reached inside and retrieved a box. The box had collected an ample amount of dust and sort of debris. The box contained another la

• Slow Wine and Bass Line   Chapter Twenty-Nine

  Zenata couldn't take it mentally she had been somewhat in a debacle between Ralph and his unquenchable thirst for satisfying his own needs before anyone else's. She walked up the stairs as she slammed the door. Ralph sighed as he thought of,How could he let this come between the two of them, even when they both knew what they were getting into. Ralph turned to his Joaquin's Half-brother by the name of Sebastian. Sebastian said not another word as he heard the door click then for him the real party had started to begin as he undressed himself and grabbed knives. So decorative and sweet the cool-sweet material and steel that makes Sebastian fluster with such glee. Having Eleven different knives such as : Kukri,Hawbill, Machete,Tanto-Point,Spear-Point,Clip-Point,Bowie,Gravity,Switchblade,Ballistics.These weapons gave Sebastian the most beautiful erotic sensation that he craved and not even a woman could satisfy his

• Slow Wine and Bass Line   Chapter Twenty-Eight

  David branded his mother the feeling of the iron and uncontrollable heat pressed against her skin as it singed her skin with a slight sizzle sound. Raynella couldn't wrap her head around the fact that her son that she loved so much would betray her this way. She needed to find out the root of his anger however it didn't take long. The anger David had felt and the resentment he felt towards both his parents had been unhinged. Similar to the burning of flesh upon the stove. She shouted in anger as he repeatedly kicked her in several places, stomach,head and stomping her non-stop. I felt myself slipping in and out of consciousness everything started to surface back into my brain. The pain in which I felt every single time of going to sleep as my father creeped up the stairs after another one of his drunken rendevous. The Agony in which I felt in having to smell the whiskey upon his lips and his hands that were as if they had been claws. These hands hurt me and broke my love and normal

• Slow Wine and Bass Line   Chapter Twenty-Seven

  I woke up the next morning and once again called her phone just to have a sense of hope that maybe she just stayed the night at someone's house. Yet, soon my hope had been shattered when I heard the voicemail pierce my left eardrum. I put on my socks and shoes as I called the Florida State Police and decided to make a missing person's report. Just before leaving I looked around for some photo that I could use as I grabbed a picture frame from the nightstand took the picture out and made my way downstairs and out the door. As I drove the police station a million things ran throughout my mind. Some of it would be guilt in Why didn't I accompany her to the store?, What made her go out in the morning? I couldn't answer any of these questions not yet until I had some complete answers. Within thirty minutes I arrive at they informed me that I needed to have a vivid description of what she looked like,from height to Why would she leave? Answering most questions and giving police majority o