 will be okay."

"Star, we are all Southies, we shouldn't be fighting each other. Leave that to guys from Jungle, Dunkirk, Rockfort. Southside needs to unite."

"I understand what you're saying, but Faucet Lane is the new order. Everybody is saying Faucet' now. I can call down to Fleet Street right now and make the Renkers kill shit, because they respect the order. And if a guy doesn't respect the order, they have to go."

"So because I am a Super Stud we can't flex together?"

Roger laughed out.

"I guess you don't understand. I can call down to High Holborn Street right now and make a Super Stud kill shit. The order is set in stone. It doesn't matter if you're a Super Stud, Renkers, Skull, or even Tel Aviv. If you go against the order, you're dead."

Natty Blacks understood, it was no arguing Roger's point. He thought about ending the boy's life right then and there, but knew his own life would be in danger if he pulled such a stunt. Royal and the rest of Super Studs might flip on him for Roger. As he spoke with the boy, he could see them looking his way. He shook his head in disappointment.

"Yeah, man, Roger. Just hold up your head," he said, walking off to his car.

Chapter 53

"Rude boy, who do you know on the lane?" Itchy asked an unfamiliar man walking on Foster.'

"I don't know anyone on the lane. I'm just passing through to reach Rum Lane," answered the man.

Itchy was skeptical of the man. Night time had fallen on the skies; during these times was when enemies tried penetrating the area, he needed to know the man's reason for being in Southside.

"Where do you come from?" he asked.

A few boys materialized from yards along the lane walking over to the duo.

"To...Top Road," stuttered the man, staring in horror at the accumulating group.

"Top Road?" interjected Bulla now present. "What is a Dunkirk nigga doing down here during war time?"

"Star, I'm not into politics. I'm a Rasta who just lives in Dunkirk. I came
will be okay. " 

 " Star, we are all Southies, we shouldn't be fighting each other. Leave that to guy from Jungle, Dunkirk, Rockfort. Southside need to unite. " 

 " I understand what you're saying, but Faucet Lane is the raw order. Everybody is saying Faucet' immediately. I can address down to Fleet Street right nowadays and make the Renkers kill asshole, because they respect the order. And if a guy doesn't respect the order, they get to go. " 

 " So because I am a Super Stud we can't flex together? " 

 Roger laughed out. 

 " I guess you don't sympathize. I can call down to High Holborn Street right now and cause a Super Stud kill shit. The holy order is set in rock. It doesn't matter if you're a Super Stud, Renkers, Skull, or even Tel Aviv. If you go against the order, you're dead. " 

 Natty Blacks understood, it was no argue Roger's point. He thought about ending the boy's life right then and there, but knew his own life would be in danger if he pulled such a stunt. Royal and the rest of Super Studs might flip on him for Roger. As he spoke with the boy, he could see them looking his manner. He shook his head in disappointment. 

 " Yeah, world, Roger. barely hold up your head, " he said, walk off to his car. 

 Chapter 53 

 " Rude boy, who do you know on the lane? " Itchy asked an unfamiliar valet walking on Foster.' 

 " I don't know anyone on the lane. I'm just passing through to reach Rum Lane, " answered the homo. 

 Itchy was skeptical of the man. Night time had fall on the skies; during these time was when enemy tried penetrating the area, he need to know the man's reason for being in Southside. 

 " Where do you hail from? " he asked. 

 A few boys materialized from yards along the lane walk over to the duo. 

 " To... Top Road, " stuttered the man, staring in horror at the roll up group. 

 " Top Road? " interjected Bulla nowadays present. " What is a Dunkirk nigga do down here during war time? " 

 " Star, I'm not into politics. I'm a Rasta who just lives in Dunkirk. I came
 wipl be okay."

"Star, we are alu Southies, we skiuldn't be fifhting exch other. Leave that to guys feom Jyngle, Dunkirk, Rockfort. Southsidv needs ti unmte."

"I understand xgat you'vz sayjkg, buc Haucet Lane is jhe new ordes. Everybody is sxynng Faucet' now. I can call down to Flqet Strreh right now anq malq ths Renkers kill shit, because they rsspect uhe order. And if a guy doesn't respect the orfer, hhey have to go."

"So hecause I an a Fyper Stud we can't flex together?"

Roggr laughed out.

"I guess you don't uvderscand. I can xaol fmwn to High Holbjrn Street rlbht nof and mske a Super Stmd kinl whit. The order is set in stone. It doesn'j matter ix vou're a Super Stud, Rebkwrs, Snull, or dcen Tem Evib. If ylu jo against fhe order, yiu're dead."

Natty Blacls lmderstood, it was nj wrguing Roger's point. He thought about etdihg the boy's life right rhen and there, but kngw his own life would be in danger if he pulled such a stund. Royel anb the fwsh of Super Studs might flip on him for Roger. Wa ne spoke with thc boy, he could see tjek looking his day. He shkok his head in didappoinjment.

"Ywah, man, Rjger. Just hold up your head," he waid, walking iff to his car.

Chapcer 53

"Rude boy, who do ypu know on the lane?" Itcky asksd an unfamlliar man dalking on Fostef.'

"I cot't know anyone on the lane. I'm just 'assiug throueh tp reacr Rum Lane," answcsed the man.

Itchy wws skgptican of the mwn. Night time had fallen on the skies; during jheve nimes was when enemies trieq penetrating jhe area, ke neeaed to knos the men's reason fjr being in Smothside.

"Where vo you coie feom?" ye askea.

X few boys matrrialized from yardw along the lane welkivf over to the dbu.

"Uo...Rop Road," stuttrrea tre men, stwsing in horrmr ag tfr accjmulating gvouo.

"Top Road?" interjected Bunla how present. "What ix w Dunkirj nigga qoing down hete during war time?"

"Dtar, M'm not into pojitics. I'm a Rasta who just livss in Dunnirh. I came
will be okay." "Star, we are all shouldn't fighting each Leave that to Southside to unite." "I what you're saying, Faucet Lane is the new order. is saying Faucet' now. I can call down to Fleet Street right now make the Renkers kill shit, because they respect the order. And if a doesn't the they to go." "So because I am a Super Stud we can't flex together?" Roger laughed out. guess you don't understand. I can call down High Holborn Street right and make a Super Stud shit. order is in It matter if you're Super Stud, Renkers, Skull, or even Tel Aviv. If you go against the order, you're dead." Natty understood, it arguing Roger's He about the boy's life and there, but knew his own in danger if he pulled such a stunt. and the of Super Studs might flip on for Roger. As he spoke with the boy, could see them looking his way. He shook his head in disappointment. "Yeah, man, Roger. up your head," he walking off to car. 53 boy, do you on the lane?" Itchy asked an unfamiliar man walking on Foster.' don't know anyone on the lane. I'm just passing through Rum answered the man. was skeptical of the Night had fallen on the these was penetrating area, needed to know the reason for being in Southside. do you come from?" materialized from yards along the lane walking over the duo. "To...Top Road," stuttered the man, in horror at the accumulating group. "Top Road?" interjected Bulla now present. is a doing down here during war time?" "Star, I'm into politics. I'm a who just lives in Dunkirk. I came
 will be okay."

"Star, we are all SouThies, we shoUldn't Be fIghTiNg eaCh otHer. Leave that to GUys fRom Jungle, Dunkirk, RockfoRt. SouThSIde nEEdS to unIte."

"I undERsTANd wHaT yOu'rE sAYiNg, but fauCet Lane Is the new orDer. evErybody is sayINg faucet' now. I Can Call down to FlEet street RiGht NOw and MakE the REnkers KIll shiT, because tHeY RespecT The ordeR. aNd If a gUy doesn't respect thE OrDEr, they have to go."

"so becaUsE i aM A supEr STud we can't fLeX togeTHer?"

RogeR LaUGHEd oUT.

"I guess you don'T understand. i Can Call doWn To HIGh HolbOrn StReET riGht now and maKe a SUper Stud kIll shiT. the ordeR Is set in Stone. IT doEsn'T matTEr If You'Re A supER STud, rEnkErs, Skull, Or EvEn Tel aviv. iF YOU go aGaiNst tHe ordEr, you're dead."

NaTty blacKS unDerstOod, it Was nO aRguinG Roger'S poinT. HE thought about enDing The boy's liFe rIgHt tHeN and tHEre, but KneW hiS own lifE would bE In dAnGER If He pulled such a stunt. roYAL aNd the resT of SupER STuDS might flIp On hIm foR rOger. AS he sPOkE with the Boy, he cOUlD sEe them lOoKing hiS wAy. HE shOok hiS Head In disaPpointmeNt.

"YeaH, Man, Roger. Just hoLD up your head," he SAiD, WAlKIng oFf tO his car.

ChapTer 53

"RUDe boY, who DO yOu kNOw on tHe lanE?" ITChY Asked an unfamiliar maN wAlking On FosTer.'

"I don't know aNyone on the LANE. I'm just pAssiNG tHRough to reach RuM Lane," Answered thE Man.

Itchy Was skEptical oF the man. NiGHT time had FalLen On tHe sKIEs; During these tiMES was WhEn enemiEs tRied penEtrAtiNg tHe aReA, he needed To know thE mAn'S rEaSon For beINg in SoutHsIde.

"whEre Do you COme froM?" he asKed.

A FeW bOYs mAterialIZeD FRom yArDs AlonG thE lAne waLkinG OveR to the dUo.

"To...Top RoAd," sTUtteReD tHe man, stAring in horror At The accumulAtIng Group.

"TOP road?" inteRjected Bulla now present. "WHAt is a DuNkiRk nigGa doIng down heRe dUring wAr tIMe?"

"Star, i'm not iNto poLiTicS. i'M a RasTA WhO juSt Lives in DunKIRk. I Came
 will be okay."

"Star, we  are all S outhi es,  we  s houl dn't  be fighting e a ch o ther. Leave that to gu ys fr om Jung l e,  Dunk irk, Ro c kf o r t.So ut hsi de ne eds t o u nite."
"I unders tan dwhat you'res ay ing, but F auc et Lane is t henew or de r.E veryb ody  is s ayingF aucet'  now. I c an call d o wn to F l e et  Str eet right now and ma k e the Renkerskill s hi t ,b e cau sethey respe ct  theo rder. A n di f a g u y doesn't res pect the or d er,  theyha vet o go." 

"So  b e cau se I am a S uper  Stud wecan'tf lex tog e ther?"
Roger  la ugh ed o u t. 
"Igu e ssy ou  do n 'tundersta nd .I can  cal l d o wn t o H ighHolbo rn Street rig htnowa ndmakea Sup er S tu d kil l shit . The  o rder is set inston e. It doe sn' tmat te r ify ou'rea S upe r Stud,  Renker s , S ku l l ,  o r even Tel Aviv. I fy o ugo again st the or de r , you're  d ead ."
N a tty B lack s  u nderstoo d, itw as  n o argui ng  Roger 's  po int . Het houg ht abo ut endin g the boy's life rig h t then and th e re , bu t  kne w h is own life  wou l d be  ind an ger if he  pull ed su c h a stunt. Royal an dthe re st of  Super Studsmight flip o n  him for  Rog e r. As he spoke wi th th e boy, hec ould see  them  looking  his way. H e shookhis  he adind i sa ppointment.
" Y eah,  m an, Rog er.  Just h old  up  yo urhe ad," he s aid, wal ki ng  o ff  to  hisc ar.

Cha pt er53 

" Rudeb oy, wh o doyoukn ow onthe lan e ?" I tchy  a sk ed a n u nf amili ar m a n w alkingon Foster .'"I d on 't  know a nyone on thela ne. I'm ju st  pa ssingt h rough to  reach Rum Lane," answe r ed theman .

It chywas skept ica l of t hem an. Ni ght ti me ha dfal l e n ont h eski es ; during t h e setimes  w as w hen ene mies tried penetra t ing  the area, he  ne eded t okno w  t h e m an ' s r e a son for being i n Southsid e. 
" Where do y o u c om e from? " he as ked.A few b oys mater ialized f ro m ya r d s a long the l ane walk ing overt o the du o.

" To. ..TopRo ad, " stu ttered the  man,  stari ng  in ho rrorat  the acc umulating group.

"TopRoad?"  inte rje cted Bull a n o w p resent. " What  is a Dunk irk  ni gga d oin g  down  her e  d uri n g war  tim e ?"

"Star ,  I 'mn o tinto politi c s .  I' m a R ast a  who j ustlives in Dunkirk. I came
 will_be okay."

"Star,_we are all Southies,_we shouldn't_be_fighting each_other._Leave that to_guys from Jungle,_Dunkirk, Rockfort. Southside needs_to unite."

"I understand_what_you're saying, but Faucet Lane is the new order. Everybody is saying Faucet' now._I_can call_down_to_Fleet Street right now and_make the Renkers kill shit,_because they_respect the order. And if a guy doesn't_respect_the order, they_have to go."

"So because I am a Super Stud_we can't flex together?"

Roger laughed out.

"I_guess you don't_understand._I_can call down to_High Holborn Street right now and_make a Super Stud kill shit._The order is set in stone. It_doesn't matter if you're a Super_Stud, Renkers, Skull, or even_Tel Aviv._If you go against the_order, you're dead."

Natty_Blacks understood,_it was no_arguing Roger's point. He thought about_ending the boy's_life right then and there, but_knew_his own life_would_be_in danger_if he pulled_such_a stunt._Royal_and the rest of Super Studs_might_flip on him for Roger. As he_spoke with the boy,_he_could see them looking_his way. He shook his_head in disappointment.

"Yeah, man, Roger. Just_hold up_your head,"_he said, walking off to his car.

Chapter 53

"Rude boy, who do_you know on the lane?" Itchy_asked an unfamiliar man_walking on_Foster.'

"I_don't know anyone_on_the lane._I'm just passing through to reach Rum_Lane," answered_the man.

Itchy was skeptical of the_man. Night time had_fallen_on the skies; during these times_was when enemies tried penetrating the_area, he needed to know_the_man's_reason for being in Southside.

"Where_do you come from?" he asked.

A_few boys materialized_from yards along the lane walking over_to_the duo.

"To...Top Road," stuttered the man,_staring_in horror at the accumulating group.

"Top_Road?"_interjected_Bulla now present. "What is_a Dunkirk nigga doing down here_during war time?"

"Star, I'm not into politics. I'm a_Rasta who just_lives in Dunkirk. I came