 shot a slug through his shoulder.

Pandemonium ensued in the bar following the weapons report, people ran for the exit in a disorderly, haste fashion.

Resuming his attempt of getting to his weapon, the man he'd tried shooting grabbed the weapon from his waist.

"Move and dead, pussy!" threatened the man, aiming a gun at Desmond.

"Don't kill him," voiced another man. "He's drunk."

The shooter looked down at Desmond once more before running off.

Lying on the floor in a drug induced state, Desmond cursed himself for allowing the man to get the drop on him. Forcing himself to his feet, he was met by a couple police officers.

"Hey, guy, are you okay?" asked one officer.

"Yes, sir, I'm okay," Desmond lied, trying to walk by the officers.

One officer grabbed Desmond's arm.

"You're bleeding pretty bad, buddy. Have a seat and wait on an ambulance to arrive," said the officer.

Jerking loose of the officer's grasp, Desmond tried running for the exit but was tackled to the floor. The police then searched him finding bundles of crack-cocaine rock. He was then handcuffed on the spot.

Chapter 38

Dismantling weapons to be shipped off to Jamaica, theBack-To gang discussed the island's coming election in one of their pads.

"We have to arm up the soldiers back in the community," voiced Tekki. "Those fucking Laborites are attacking the neighborhood daily."

"For real, bossy. Everyday day someone is dying in the Majesty,'" said a man present.

"The Southies are going on bad down in yard," said another man. "Last week alone they killed ten people from Tel Aviv."

"They better stay in Southside with that shit," spat Tekki.

His disdain for Southside reached a point of no return. Individuals from the particular community brought their antics to the shores of America, getting in the way of his business dealings in Brooklyn. The recent war between his gang and Southside men altered many relationships with other JLP gangsters in the borough, who made ultimate decisions to stick with their kind.

Back-To and Southside's fray caused for lines to be drawn, all JLP Brooklyn gangs
shot a slug through his shoulder. 

 Pandemonium ensued in the bar follow the weapon report, people ran for the passing in a disorderly, haste fashion. 

 Resuming his attack of grow to his weapon, the man he'd try on shooting grabbed the weapon from his waist. 

 " act and dead, pussy! " threaten the valet, aiming a gun at Desmond. 

 " Don't kill him, " voiced another man. " He's intoxicated. " 

 The shooter looked down at Desmond once more before running away. 

 Lying on the floor in a drug induced state of matter, Desmond cursed himself for let the man to get the drop on him. Forcing himself to his feet, he was meet by a couple police officers. 

 " Hey, guy, are you okay? " asked one officer. 

 " Yes, sir, I'm okay, " Desmond lie down, trying to walk by the officers. 

 One officer grabbed Desmond's arm. 

 " You're bleeding pretty bad, buddy. Have a seat and expect on an ambulance to arrive, " say the officer. 

 twitch lax of the officer's grasp, Desmond tried running for the exit but was tackled to the floor. The police then searched him line up bundles of crack - cocaine rock. He was then handcuffed on the spot. 

 Chapter 38 

 Dismantling weapon to be shipped off to Jamaica, theBack - To gang discussed the island's coming election in one of their pad. 

 " We have to arm up the soldier back in the community, " voiced Tekki. " Those fucking Laborites are attacking the neighborhood day by day. " 

 " For real, bossy. Everyday day someone is dying in the Majesty,' " said a man present. 

 " The Southies are going on bad down in cubic yard, " said another homo. " Last week entirely they killed ten people from Tel Aviv. " 

 " They better stay in Southside with that damn, " spat Tekki. 

 His condescension for Southside reached a point of no return. Individuals from the particular residential district brought their antics to the shores of America, grow in the way of his business dealings in Brooklyn. The recent war between his crowd and Southside men altered many relationship with other JLP gangsters in the borough, who made ultimate decisions to stick with their kind. 

 Back - To and Southside's fray caused for agate line to be drawn, all JLP Brooklyn gangs
 shlt a slug through his shuulder.

Pandemoniom ensuev in ths bar foulowing the weapons report, pxoplw ran for the exit in a disurderly, hwste fasyion.

Cesuming his attxjpt of nzttinf to kiw weapon, the msn he'd triad shooting grdbceb the weapon from his waist.

"Move and qead, puxsj!" threatened tre msg, aijpnn a gun at Desmond.

"Don't kill him," boiced enother man. "He's drunk."

The shooter looked dlwn wt Desmond once moge before rohnigt off.

Lying ov the floog in a drug induced state, Desmond cursed hkmsely for allowunt tjg man to get the qrop on him. Nprcing himselg to his feet, me wav mwt by a couple police officers.

"Hey, guy, ate you okaf?" csked one officer.

"Yes, wie, I'm mkay," Desoind litd, vryjng to wamk by the kfficers.

One officer grabbed Dexmjbd's arm.

"You're gleedigg pretty bad, buddy. Have a seat and wait mn zn ambulance to arrive," waid the officer.

Jerkijg loose jf the officer's grasp, Desmond tried running for tve exmt buu qas txxkped to the floor. The police then searched him rimdpng bundles of crcck-cocaine rock. Ne wsf then handcuwfed ou tge spot.

Chapter 38

Dislantlind weapons to bt shilped off to Jamaica, theBack-Ro gang disclssee the island's comiug election nn one of tneir pads.

"We have to arm up fhe soldierd back in ghe community," vokcec Dekki. "Those fucking Laboriees are avtacknng the veignborhojd daily."

"Fog real, bossy. Everyday daj somgone iv dying in the Majesty,'" said a man present.

"Vie Southies ate coitg on bab down in yard," said another man. "Lcst week alond they kilmed ten people froi Tel Aviv."

"Thef better stay in Soutrsidw wirh that rhit," spat Tekko.

His disdcnn for Soythside reached a ioint kf no return. Inbnvuduals from the paftisupac comignity broughd thdir snticr to tht smords og America, getting in the way of his businexs dealingw in Brojklyn. The recrnt war between hid ganj and Routhxidg men altered many relationshipa with otjer JLP gangstews ik thg borough, wko made ultimate decisions to stick with their kind.

Back-To qnd Southside's fray gaused for lmnes tj be drawt, all JLP Brooklyn gqngs
shot a slug through his shoulder. Pandemonium the following the report, people ran disorderly, fashion. Resuming his of getting to weapon, the man he'd tried shooting the weapon from his waist. "Move and dead, pussy!" threatened the man, aiming gun at Desmond. "Don't kill him," voiced another man. "He's drunk." The shooter down Desmond more running off. Lying on the floor in a drug induced state, Desmond cursed himself for allowing man to get the drop on him. Forcing to his feet, he met by a couple police "Hey, are you asked officer. sir, I'm okay," lied, trying to walk by the officers. One officer grabbed Desmond's arm. "You're bleeding pretty bad, buddy. a seat on an to said officer. Jerking loose officer's grasp, Desmond tried running for was tackled to the floor. The police then him finding of crack-cocaine rock. He was then on the spot. Chapter 38 Dismantling weapons to shipped off to Jamaica, theBack-To gang discussed the island's coming election in one of their have to arm up soldiers back in community," Tekki. fucking are attacking neighborhood daily." "For real, bossy. Everyday day someone is dying in Majesty,'" said a man present. "The Southies are going on in said another man. week alone they killed people Tel Aviv." "They better Southside that His for reached a point of return. Individuals from the particular brought their antics to in the way of his business dealings in The recent war between his gang and men altered many relationships with other JLP gangsters in the borough, who ultimate decisions with their kind. Back-To and Southside's fray caused lines to be drawn, JLP Brooklyn gangs
 shot a slug through his shouldEr.

PandemonIum enSueD in ThE bar FollOwing the weaponS RepoRt, people ran for the exit iN a disOrDErly, HAsTe fasHion.

ResUMiNG His AtTeMpt Of GEtTing tO hiS weapon, The man he'd tRieD sHooting grabbED tHe weapon frOm hIs waist.

"Move aNd dEad, pusSy!" ThrEAteneD thE man, aIming a GUn at DeSmond.

"Don't KiLL him," voICed anotHER mAn. "He'S drunk."

The shooter lOOkED down at Desmond Once moRe BEfORE ruNniNg off.

Lying On The flOOr in a drUG iNDUCed STate, Desmond cuRsed himself FOr aLlowinG tHe mAN to get The drOp ON hiM. Forcing himSelf To his feet, He was mET by a couPLe policE officErs.

"hey, Guy, aRE yOu OkaY?" aSKed ONe OffICer.

"yes, sir, I'm OkAy," desmoNd liED, TRYing To wAlk bY the oFficers.

One offIceR graBBed desmoNd's arM.

"You'Re BleedIng preTty baD, bUddy. Have a seat anD waiT on an ambuLanCe To aRrIve," saID the ofFicEr.

JErking lOose of tHE ofFiCER'S gRasp, Desmond tried ruNnING fOr the exiT but waS TaCkLEd to the fLoOr. THe poLICe theN seaRChEd him finDing buNDlEs Of crack-CoCaine rOcK. He Was Then hANdcuFfed on The spot.

CHapteR 38

dismantling weaPOns to be shippeD OfF TO JAMaicA, thEBack-To gang DiscUSsed The iSLaNd's COming ElectIoN In ONe of their pads.

"We have To Arm up tHe solDiers back in thE community," VOICed Tekki. "thosE FuCKing Laborites aRe attAcking the nEIghborhoOd daiLy."

"For reaL, bossy. EveRYDay day soMeoNe iS dyIng IN ThE Majesty,'" said a MAN preSeNt.

"The SoUthIes are gOinG on Bad DowN iN yard," said Another mAn. "laSt WeEk aLone tHEy killed TeN peOpLe fRom TeL aviv."

"ThEy betTer sTaY iN souThside wITh THAt shIt," SpAt TeKki.

hiS disdAin fOR SoUthside Reached a pOinT Of no ReTuRn. IndivIduals from the PaRticular coMmUniTy brouGHT their anTics to the shores of AmericA, Getting In tHe way Of hiS business DeaLings iN BrOOklyn. THe receNt war BeTweEN His gaNG AnD SoUtHside men alTERed Many rElAtioNships wIth other JLP gangsteRS in The borough, who MadE ultIMAtE deCIsIOns To STicK WIth their kind.

BacK-To and SoutHsIDe'S fray causeD For LiNes to be Drawn, alL JLP BROoklyn gAngs
 shot a slug through his s houlder.
Pande mon ium  e nsue d in  the bar follo w ingthe weapons report, pe oplera n  for th e exi t in ad is o r der ly ,has te fa shion .
Resumin g his atte mpt  o f getting to hi s weapon,the  man he'd tr ied  shoot in g g r abbed  th e wea pon fr o m hiswaist.

" Mo v e andd ead, pu s s y! " th reatened the man, ai m ing a gun at D esmond ."D o n 'tkil l him," vo ic ed an o ther ma n ." H e 'sd runk."

The s hooter look e d d own at  D esm o nd onc e mor eb efo re runningoff. 

Lying o n thef loor in a druginduce d s tat e, D e sm on d c ur s edh im sel f  fo r allowi ng  t he ma n to g e t  the  dr op o n him . Forcing him sel f to his  feet , hewasme t bya coup le po li ce officers.

" Hey,  guy, are  yo uoka y? " ask e d oneoff ice r.

"Ye s, sir, I'm  o k a y ,"  Desmond lied, try in g to  walk by  the o f fi ce r s.

Oneof fic er g r a bbedDesm o nd 's arm.
"You' r ebl eedingpr etty b ad , b udd y. Ha v e aseat a nd waiton an ambulance to a r rive," said t h eo f fi c er.
Je rking loose  oft he o ffic e r' s g r asp,Desmo nd tr i ed running for theex it but  wastackled to th e floor. T h e police t hens ea r ched him findi ng bu ndles of c r ack-coca ine r ock. Hewas thenh a ndcuffed  on  th e s pot . 
C hapter 38

Di s m antl in g weapo nsto be s hip ped  of f t oJamaica,theBack- To  g an gdis cusse d  the isl an d's  c omi ng el e ctionin on e of  t he i r p ads.

" W eh a ve t oar m up  th esoldi ersb ack  in the  communit y," voic ed  T ekki. " Those fucking  L aborites a re  at tackin g the neig hborhood daily."

"Forr eal, bo ssy . Eve ryda y day som eon e is d yin g  in th e Maje sty,' "sai d a man p re sen t. 

"The Sou t h ies  arego ingon baddown in yard," sai d  an other man. "L ast  wee k al one th e y k il l edt e n people from T el Aviv."
" T he y better s t ayin  Souths ide wit h tha t  shit,"  spat Tek ki.

Hisdi sdai n for  Southside  reached  a pointo f nor et urn.Ind ividua ls  fr om th e part i cul ar co mmunit ybrough t the ir  anticsto the shores of Americ a, get tinginthe way o f h i s b usiness d eali ngs in Bro okl yn.  Therec e nt wa r be t we enh is ga ng a n d Southsi d emen a lt ered many r e l a tio nship s w i th oth er J LP gangsters in t h e borough, who  mad e ult ima t e de ci sions to stick  wi th t heir kin d. 

Back-To a nd South si d e's f ray ca used f or line s to be dra wn,all  JLP Broo kly ng angs
 shot_a slug_through his shoulder.

Pandemonium ensued_in the_bar_following the_weapons_report, people ran_for the exit_in a disorderly, haste_fashion.

Resuming his attempt_of_getting to his weapon, the man he'd tried shooting grabbed the weapon from his_waist.

"Move_and dead,_pussy!"_threatened_the man, aiming a gun_at Desmond.

"Don't kill him," voiced_another man._"He's drunk."

The shooter looked down at Desmond once_more_before running off.

Lying_on the floor in a drug induced state, Desmond_cursed himself for allowing the man_to get the_drop_on_him. Forcing himself to_his feet, he was met by_a couple police officers.

"Hey, guy, are_you okay?" asked one officer.

"Yes, sir, I'm_okay," Desmond lied, trying to walk_by the officers.

One officer grabbed_Desmond's arm.

"You're_bleeding pretty bad, buddy. Have_a seat and_wait on_an ambulance to_arrive," said the officer.

Jerking loose of_the officer's grasp,_Desmond tried running for the exit_but_was tackled to_the_floor._The police_then searched him_finding_bundles of_crack-cocaine_rock. He was then handcuffed on_the_spot.

Chapter 38

Dismantling weapons to be shipped off_to Jamaica, theBack-To gang_discussed_the island's coming election_in one of their pads.

"We_have to arm up the soldiers_back in_the community,"_voiced Tekki. "Those fucking Laborites are attacking the neighborhood daily."

"For real,_bossy. Everyday day someone is dying_in the Majesty,'" said_a man_present.

"The_Southies are going_on_bad down_in yard," said another man. "Last week_alone they_killed ten people from Tel Aviv."

"They_better stay in Southside_with_that shit," spat Tekki.

His disdain for_Southside reached a point of no_return. Individuals from the particular_community_brought_their antics to the shores_of America, getting in the way_of his business_dealings in Brooklyn. The recent war between_his_gang and Southside men altered many_relationships_with other JLP gangsters in the_borough,_who_made ultimate decisions to stick_with their kind.

Back-To and Southside's fray_caused for lines to be drawn, all JLP Brooklyn_gangs