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Lil Bros
Chapter 8
SAN ANTONIO:
DAY ONE.
Michael hated flying; in fact he had not been on an airplane since the death of his family two years before. The noise from the people around him as he sat waiting for his flight to be call was giving him a headache nervous sweat coated his upper lip and hands, as he slowly walked onto the plane and took his seat. Buckling his seat belt Michael closed his eyes and waited, his hands clenching the arm rest his knuckles white with the tension.
Michael's plane landed in San Antonio at ten their time, walking through the gate he was met by Johnson. "Morning Mr. Caine, I hope your flight was good?" Johnson asked.
"It was a flight, just glad it's over. So tell me what you can about the person." Michael asked.
"Well right now there isn't much, except he's seventeen and hasn't said a word, even though we found a lot of evidence at his place."
"You're saying a kid did this. What about his parents?"
"We spoke with them, but they knew nothing about what their son was doing and yes, some of the officers doubt it very much, there is one person who survived his attack. So he pointed us in the right area."
"All the more reason I wanna talk to him."
"I talked to his lawyer and to him also and he said that was okay."
"Good any good hotels close to the station or court house?"
"A few, what are you looking for?"
"A hotel that has a swimming pool."
"Then I'll take you to the San Antonio Hilton."
"Sure, can you stick around and help me sign in? I might have probs cuz of my age"
"I can help you with that."
"Thanks, I'll have the bill sent to Aphex Consulting."
"Who are they?"
" One of the companies I own, well my parents owned but now I do."
"You sound like life has dealt you lemons."
"Just gotta make lemon aid then."
"Smart choice."
"My best friend says that all the time."
"Here, we are let's get you checked in and then tomorrow I'll pick you up and you can talk to the young man."
"Thanks, is it always this warm here?"
"Not always, it does get cold, not like Naples though."
"You should have been there over Easter; we were on my boat for the weekend and man it got cold."
"I bet."
Once Michael was signed in and Johnson had left, Michael went down and started to browse the area. He found a couple shops and he went through them finding a couple rings and chains he could take back with him, then he picked up some more jeans and some new underwear. After all this Michael was getting hungry so he stopped and had a couple Fajitas before going back to his hotel.
A hot bath and dressed in just his shorts he sat and watched TV, turning the volume down he called Scott.
"Hey dude, how you doing?"
"Without?"
"Well, I just called to let you know I made it and that so far I am doing okay." Michael spoke.
"What did you do all day?
Walked around, did a bit of shopping, then came back here and soaked in a hot bath. Now I am talking to you before I head of to bed.
"Good, I'll call you tomorrow same time if I can."
"Kewl, oh hey did you get to talk to the guy yet?"
"No that is tomorrow."
"Just hold your temper okay, I don't wanna lose you to jail."
"I promise."
Hanging up Michael lay back on the couch and soon was asleep. He woke once and made his way to bed and then it was eight in the morning and he felt great. Dressing in slacks and dress shirt he went down for breakfast. He was still there when Johnson walked in and hour later. "Good morning Mr. Caine."
"That it is, and how was your night?"
"Busy, there is so much to look through and so many people to contact that it will take months to get it all together. The Naples police are asking for extradition, if it can be proved that Heilman is the one that hurt your brother."
"Well we will find out soon I hope. You still tape all conversations?"
"We can except; when he is with his lawyer."
" Cool, when I talk to him I want it taped, I will get a confession from him, though I might say something's that are not true things I would never do, but you all have to understand that before we go in."
"I can do that, I will even tell the D.A the same thing, but whether she likes if or not I can't say, but to me it sounds like you're going to play poker, bluff Heilman with a dead hand."
"Sorta, it's something I been thinking of since I was told you guys had him. Besides I don't have a dead hand."
"Oh man, I hope like hell you're good at the game."
"Don't know never played it before, but I am good at basketball. That takes some psyching out the opponent."
"I would like to see you play some time."
"Come to Naples and you can when I get back I will take the team back to the state finals."
"You're on just give me a few days notice."
"Deal dude."
"Come on you have a four hour window, before we have to release Heilman, since we haven't charged him yet."
"Then let's go."
Signing the meal to his room Michael stood and together he and Johnson left the hotel. Ten minutes later Johnson pulled up in front of the station. "Here we are, you ready?"
"As much ever."
"Just relax and things will be good. The first thing we need is for you to identify Tommy's shorts if you can."
"That won't be hard to do."
"Good."
Looking at the table Michael saw that is was full of shorts and panties almost made Michael want to be sick. "How many fucking pair are here?"
"We have found over eighty pair so far."
Michael walked down first one side of the table and then the other stopping halfway down he just froze there in front of him were the undershorts Tommy wore that morning. Slowly picking them up he turned the band back and there were his initials. That was too much and Michael started crying, holding the shorts to his chest. "These were Tommy's I remember because I had to help him with his jeans. Plus all his clothes had his initials."
"Thank you Mr. Caine. I am truly sorry about this."
"Thanks, but can I take these home?"
"No we need then for the trial, then you can have then back."
"I appreciate that."
"Mr. Caine if you will come with me, I'll get you something to drink." Johnson said."
"Thanks, you got any coke?"
"I think we can find one or two."
"Great, now can I also talk to this guy?"
"Let's get you that drink first and have you relax a bit."
"Okay, though I feel like ripping his head off."
"I understand."
Twenty minutes later Johnson led Michael to a small room where he sat and waited, a few minutes later a young man was brought in. Seeing Heilman, Michael was shocked. "Hi I'm Michael."
"Jason. It is nice to meet you." Jason replied.
"Like wise." Michael lied. "So what they got you for?"
Now it was time for Michael to start bluffing. "Hit and run, I stole a car and hit a kid." Michael lied once more
No shit, how young?" Jason asked, his eyes bright with amusement.
"She was seven. What about you?" Michael asked
"They got me for rape." Jason answered.
"How old was she?" Michael asked, his voice tight with anger
"Youngest was seven." Jason laughed
"Kewl, you ever do a boy?"
"Yeah a lot of them, they are so tight."
"What's the youngest you did?"
"A boy in Naples Florida, he was eight, I felt so powerful when he screamed into my hand. Then when I went to leave he said he was going to tell his big brother, I couldn't have that."
"So what did you do?"
"Like I done to all the others, can't leave a witness you know."
"Yeah I bet. That boy in Naples you ever know his name?"
"Yeah he's the only one I did know, cute kid named Tommy, he was building a sand castle when I met him, and then he told his brother he had to go to the bathroom and I just followed. He shouldn't have said he was going to tell, he left me no choice I had to shut him up."
"How you do that?"
"Choked him."
"Did he die?"
"Yeah just like the others."
"How many did you do?"
"I've lost count."
"How long have you been doing this?"
"Since I was fourteen,"
"And you choked them all?"
"Yeah, I choked one while it, was well you know."
"So they all died by you choking them?"
"All but two, my first well I don't know if she made it and the last one I thought I had knocked out."
"Thanks Jason. I hope you have a long time in prison, you see Tommy was my little bro and there is no way in hell I would ever hurt a kid. You just confessed to killing my bro, and raping and killing a lot of others, thing is you should have asked if the tape was off, have a good day."
Standing up Michael stormed out of the room."Johnson, let me out."
"Thanks Mr. Caine, that was some bluffing; but we have it all."
"Good. When will he go to trial?"
"That is up to the d. a's office, but I can find out, now that we have his confession."
"Thing is, will it work?"
"That I don't know, like you told him he should have made sure the room wasn't being taped."
"I want to be there when it goes to trial, maybe have a say before he is sentenced."
"Well since Tommy was killed in Florida we can now extradite him before he goes to trial here or we can do it right after."
"Doesn't matter, I want the D.A to know and understand I don't want him sentenced to death."
"Why not?"
"He created nightmares for a lot of people so now it's his turn to have them."
"That is one hell of a punishment."
"Oh yeah, he going to have to be watched twenty four seven."
"You're an evil boy."
"No I am a boy that lost his brother to that animal."
"So what are you going to do for the rest of the day?"
"I don't know, maybe have a look around, stop at Aphex and surprise them. Spend the night at a movie."
"Sounds like a good day."
"It would be better if Tommy was here with me."
"I know, but in a way he is, remember the love you both had for each other, that way you know he is with you always."
"I know, but sometimes it's not the same."
"Never is."
"Look Mr. Johnson I gotta thank you for what you've done for me, I never thought he would be caught."
"A lot of us worked on this case and the thanks goes to all of them."
"Your right, so I want you to pass that on to them also."
"I will, now do you want me to drop you some where?"
" No I think I'll walk, it'll do me some good and might clear my head some."
"Okay, once I hear from the D.A I will drop by the hotel and talk to you."
"Sure but make it about five."
The rest of the day Michael walked around San Antonio. He stopped for an hour at Aphex and learned that there had been a offer to buy the company. The lawyers had said they wanted to pay just over fifteen million. Michael told the CEO to tell the lawyer that the company wasn't for sale. After that he left and walked back to his hotel. Sitting in the restaurant Michael was eating when he saw Johnson walk up to the front desk. Getting up he invited him Johnson for dinner. Back at Michael's table Johnson ordered his meal and a coffee, before he started. "Michael the D.A almost had a heart attack when she heard the tape. She says that yes it can be used in court and that without your help the case would have fallen apart."
"What she say when you told her I didn't want him sentenced to death?"
"She is all for that."
"Thanks, does that mean I might have to come to court?"
"I don't know, but I have your address and phone number so if you do then I'll contact you at least two weeks before."
"Great. Now I can head home and back to school."
"Yes you can, what I will do is come by in the morning and pick you up. How would that be?"
"That's kewl. It would save me some money; though I don't need to."
"Not if you own Aphex, I learned that you have an office in every state."
"Yeah, that was mom's project, from what I understand it is worth just over five hundred mill."
"Damn, no wonder you don't have to save money."
"That is just mom's side; dad's company is three to four times that."
"So what are you going to do now?"
" Go home and do something in Tommy's name. Put him to rest."
"Good lad. I still want to see you at the finals."
"I'll call and let you know when."
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