Chapter 54

Rhea POV

FlashBack

I leave Charlie to go meet with Tyler and get my apartment key, and then it is off to meet up with Randall for my interview for the fantasy club and the strip club. I do not care which one old Randall hires me for right now. I know both clubs are used to lure women into the service of the dark lord. I only need to find Charlie's sister and get her the hell out of there.

I pull up to the apartment building. Tyler is waiting for me outside, all smiles and looking sweet as ever. Charlie and Tyler have been friends for a long time, and he has helped the hunters will have several jobs over the years. He had a family member taken when he was in high school. He found Charlie during college, and Charlie helped him locate his cousin. They have been best buddies ever since Charlie helped him.

"Hey, hot stuff!" I yell at Tyler.

Tyler walks toward the car. "Hey, Sexy. How's it going with you?" Tyler asks me. "I am not nervous, but you know Charlie is about to lose his mind. I had to fuck him calm," I say, laughing at Tyler.

"Whatever works, sexy, sometimes you got to do what you got to do to take care of your man," Tyler says to me.

"Yeah, well, he needs to calm his ass down. I cannot stand when he is upset like this and nervous. He is so worried about me. It is not like I have not done this kind of thing before today. He needs to stay calm. Maybe you can keep him calm for me," I say to Tyler.

"Well, honey, you are my job. Come on, let me show you your new place, and then I will prep you to meet up with Randall, okay sexy mama," Tyler says to me.

I park the car in street parking and get out. I put a couple of coins into the meter, so I do not get a ticket. I do not need to have to deal with anything extra today and certainly not a ticket.

I join Tyler in front of the building, and he swipes the key card so we can go inside. We walk down the hall to the elevator, and Tyler pushes the button.

"I think you will like this place. It is really spacious and very private, but I do not think you will be having much company," Tyler says.

"I do not think I will either; maybe you can come by and see me sometime," I say to Tyler.

"I will, and I will implant myself as your best friend in your memory. Everything you know and think will pretty much be a well-crafted lie, but we do not need Randall tripping you up and getting yourself killed. So it is better this way," Tyler says.

"I have done it before, just not this deep. Will it be hard to come out of this time," I ask him.

We step off the elevator and walk down the hall to the apartment. Tyler opens the door to my new apartment.

"Rhea, I am not going to lie to you. This type of memory wipe is hard to come out of reality, but you will come out. It just takes a little longer than the normal memory implants you usually do. So no worries," Tyler says.

We go into the cute little apartment. It is nice and cozy. There is a nice bed and a cute little kitchen. "I have plenty of clothes in your size in the closet. Most of them are a little slutty, but you will need it for your interview and for your new badass job," Tyler says to me.

"Well, what if Randall does not hire me?" I ask Tyler.

Tyler walks over to me. "With these tits and that ass, he most certainly will," Tyler says.

"What is he like?" I ask Tyler. Tyler smacks me on the ass. "He is a pervert, but you will be fine. I will give you instructions when doing your memory wipe," Tyler says.

I sit down on the end of the bed. "Do me a favor, Tyler?" I ask him.

"Sure, what do you need, hot stuff?" Tyler asks me as he sits down beside me.

"Keep Charlie away from the club. I do not want him to see me like this. I am afraid it will ruin our relationship. We are supposed to get married when this is over, and I do not want him to hate me," I say to Tyler.

"He knows you are doing this to help him find his sister, and he also knows anything you do will not be you, so do not worry because there is no way in hell he won't be checking in on you every now and then. Besides, maybe it will not take long to find the guy that took Charlies' sister. I do not want you in this hell hole for a long time either," Tyler says.

"Yeah, well, me either. I am only doing this to help Charlie. I love him, and I do not want to hurt him. He misses his sister terribly," I say to Tyler.

"I know, so lay back, relax, and I am going to get you some tea to drink. The next time I see the real you, all this will be over for all of us," Tyler says to me.

Tyler brings me the tea while I am lying against the headboard. "I promise to look out for you, sweetie. I will be watching even when you cannot see me, I promise, and so will Charlie. The hunters take care of their own, you know that right," Tyler says.

I begin to drink the tea and slip into my mind. Tyler is talking and telling me things about my life and implanting fake memories, fake family, a fake background, a fake me. I slip into the blackness of my subconscious and sleep with the memories of who I once was; for now, I will no longer exist. I am only a memory.

Present Day

I sit down in front of the old hag. She reaches out to touch me. It freaks me out, but I wait to see what she has to say. As I lean forward, she looks at Charlie.

"So, Charlie, do you want me to make her remember everything? Is that why you brought her to me?" the old hag asks Charlie.

"Please," Charlie answers.

"Very well, Charlie. Rhea, look at me and remember," the old hag says to me.

My brain begins to burn, and flashes of memories begin to turn in my mind. I look at Charlie. "I remember," I say softly.

I run to Charlie and hug him. I kiss him softly, but then I think of every single thing I helped Damien with over the time I was with him.

"Those are some rough memories, are they not, little miss Rhea?" the old hag says to me.

I look at her. I run over to her and hit her as hard as I can. "She knows where the women are, Charlie. She knows where your sister is at; this bitch is their number one little helper," I scream and spit at the old hag.

The old hag stands to her feet. "If you ever hit me again or spit on me again, bitch. I will kill you. Now, if you want my help, all you have to do is ask, but I need something from you sorry ass people when you go to retrieve those women," the old hag demands. She pushes past me to go to Charlie.

"What do you want?" He asks her.

"Simple, I want you to bring my husband back from hell when you go in to get your whore sister," the old hag says, cackling as she spits the words out onto Charlie.

"Anything you want, witch. Just tell us how to find them, and we will bring your husband back with us, but you have to help us," Charlie says to the old hag bitch.

The old hag grabs my face. "There is one memory buried deep in there, my love. I am going to pull it out for you and let you go. It will be painful for you, but you need to pull it out to help them. Are you ready whore?" the old hag asks me, grabbing my face harder.

"Whatever it takes, bitch!" I scream at her. She grabs me harder and looks into my eyes. I need to do this for Charlie and the women trapped in hell.

"Are you sure you want dear old Charlie here to know what a little whore you have been while with Damien and Soul? I mean how many cocks have you had in that pussy of yours?" the old hag says.

"I was not me, just help us," I scream at her.

"No matter what, Rhea. I will still love you," Charlie says.

"I love you too," I say looking back at Charlie.

"Are you ready?" the old hag says to me.

"Yes show me what kind of whore I am, old hag," I say to her.

She grabs a powder from the shelf and blows it in my face. The memories come back and they come back quick. As soon as I feel all of the memories. I run for the door. I stop right before I go out.

"Kill that bitch and let us go, I know where we are going," I say to Charlie.

Charlie stabs the old hag and follows me out the cottage. We have to go to hell and we are already running late.