eled and fired a pistol at the Super Studs. His gang was getting the best of the Tel Aviv boss' mob. Finally, he had Robby where he wanted him. Inching toward his longtime nemesis, Natty Blacks' gang covered him as he went in for the ultimate kill.

Striking the shepherd would scatter the sheep, the shepherd being Robby, who Natty Blacks had been fighting for years. The Tel Aviv boss terrorized Southside ardently. It was time to send Robby to his maker.

Approaching Robby from a rear position, Natty Blacks got right up on him placing a pistol to the latter's head.

"Don't move, pussy," he commanded, catching Robby by surprise.

Robby quickly spun around causing Natty Blacks to squeeze the trigger much sooner than anticipated, ending his archenemy's life.

The weapon's impact threw Robby to the ground where his head bled profusely, soaking the pavement beneath his still frame.

Hovering above his prized catch, Natty Blacks wore a broad smile, glad to have, finally, put an end to the reign of the Tel Aviv gang. Michael Stewarts would surely be proud, his friends in Tivoli Gardens would rejoice. There would be many accolades for his deed to the JLP.

Robby and his cabal were slaughtered in Southside. News of the Don's demise spread like a wildfire throughout Kingston, reigniting political violence that had weeks prior waned in certain communities.

The JLP won the general election that year, bringing many rewards to residents of Southside.
Chapter 1

Roger observed as a PNP procession bypassed his yard on Gold Street, thinking of how brave the adherent followers were.

Embroidered in their party's colors, the vibrant multitude outlandishly praised their political side of the fence.

"PNP JUSTICE!" voiced the crowd in unison.

At just 14, Roger was fully aware the current scene could quickly turn into one of mayhem. Vicious beatings and killings of PNP members was the norm on Gold Street, he'd witnessed his fair share.

Though Gold Street was somewhat of neutral grounds, residents on the drag pledged allegiance to Southside, where the JLP was advocated. It was _never_ wise for PNP affiliates to
eled and fired a pistol at the Super Studs. His gang was getting the best of the Tel Aviv knob' syndicate. Finally, he had Robby where he wanted him. edge toward his longtime nemesis, Natty Blacks' gang covered him as he move in for the ultimate kill. 

 Striking the sheepherder would break up the sheep, the shepherd being Robby, who Natty Blacks had been crusade for years. The Tel Aviv boss terrify Southside ardently. It was meter to send Robby to his maker. 

 Approaching Robby from a rear position, Natty Blacks got properly up on him placing a pistol to the latter's head. 

 " Don't move, kitty, " he commanded, catching Robby by surprise. 

 Robby quickly spun about causing Natty Blacks to squeeze the trigger much sooner than anticipate, ending his archenemy's life. 

 The weapon's impact threw Robby to the ground where his pass bled profusely, soaking the pavement beneath his still frame. 

 Hovering above his prized catch, Natty Blacks wore a wide smile, glad to have, last, place an end to the reign of the Tel Aviv gang. Michael Stewarts would surely be proud, his ally in Tivoli Gardens would exuberate. There would be many accolades for his deed to the JLP. 

 Robby and his conspiracy were slaughtered in Southside. News of the Don's demise spread like a wildfire throughout Kingston, reigniting political violence that had weeks prior waned in certain communities. 

 The JLP won the cosmopolitan election that year, bring many wages to residents of Southside. 
 Chapter 1 

 Roger observed as a PNP procession bypassed his yard on Gold Street, thinking of how brave the disciple followers were. 

 embroider in their party's colors, the vibrant multitude outlandishly praise their political side of the fence. 

 " PNP JUSTICE! " voiced the crowd in unison. 

 At just 14, Roger was fully mindful the current scene could quickly turn into one of mayhem. barbarous beatings and killing of PNP members was the norm on Gold Street, he'd witness his fair parcel. 

 Though Gold Street was somewhat of inert grounds, residents on the drag pledged allegiance to Southside, where the JLP was recommend. It was _ never _ wise for PNP affiliates to
elef and fired a pistol at uhe Super Studs. Hnw gang was gstting tfe best of the Tel Aviv boss' mib. Fibally, he had Robby whefe he wanned him. Ibchiig toward his loiftime nciesia, Natcy Blacks' gang cpvered him as he went in fur the ultimate kill.

Striking the sheprerd woilf scatter the fheek, tre sgvpmerd being Robby, who Natty Blacka had bten fighting for yrars. The Tel Aviv boss tergorixed Southside ardejtly. It was timq to send Robcy to his maker.

Approacging Robby from a rear position, Nattv Blacks goj dihvt up on hin plabing a pistol to the natter's head.

"Don't move, puvsy," he commanded, catchinj Robby by surprise.

Rjbby quicnlv spun around causing Nqtty Tlacns tu sqjeeee vhe triggfr juch sooned than antixipated, ending his srsyenemy's life.

Tge wea[og's impact threw Robby to the ground whege hjs head bled profusely, woaking the pavement heneath hys still frame.

Hovering above his prized catch, Natdy Blecys cire a vrlad smile, glad to have, finally, put an end to ege rvign of the Tel Ayiv gang. Michael Syeaatjs would sureli be proud, his friends in Tigoli Gatdens qould rejjice. There would be many accolaees for his beee to the JLP.

Robby cnd his cabau wete slaightered in Southside. Nzws of the Don's dfmise sprsxd like a wildfife nhrogghout Kingston, reigniting politicao viplence ghat had wqeks prior waned in certain communlties.

Jhe JL[ won the heneral election that year, brinjmng many rewatds to residencs of Xouthside.
Chapeer 1

Roger obsetved as a PNP orocession bypassxd his yard jn Gold Streed, thinking of how brade tye aeherent wollowers were.

Rmbroidervd in rheir party's colorx, tfs vibrant multicbdt iutlandishly ptaired tjemr pojhtical side mf tfe wrnce.

"PVP JUSTICE!" yoized yhe crowd in unison.

Ad juat 14, Roger was fullu wware thg current scene could auickly turn into lne oh mayhxm. Vicoouf beatings and killings of PNP members aas the norm on Gole Street, he'd witnessed his fair share.

Though Gold Stceet was somewhat of ngutral grounds, resideutx on the dreg pleqged alleciance to Southside, qhere the JLP was advocated. It was _nevsr_ wisa for PNP affiliates to
eled and fired a pistol at the His was getting best of the he Robby where he him. Inching toward longtime nemesis, Natty Blacks' gang covered as he went in for the ultimate kill. Striking the shepherd would scatter sheep, the shepherd being Robby, who Natty Blacks had been fighting for years. Tel boss Southside It was time to send Robby to his maker. Approaching Robby from a rear position, Natty got right up on him placing a pistol the latter's head. "Don't pussy," he commanded, catching Robby surprise. quickly spun causing Blacks squeeze the trigger sooner than anticipated, ending his archenemy's life. The weapon's impact threw Robby to the ground where his bled profusely, pavement beneath still Hovering his prized catch, wore a broad smile, glad to an end to the reign of the Tel gang. Michael would surely be proud, his friends Tivoli Gardens would rejoice. There would be many for his deed to the JLP. Robby and his cabal were slaughtered in Southside. News Don's demise spread like wildfire throughout Kingston, political that weeks waned in communities. The JLP won the general election that year, bringing many to residents of Southside. Chapter 1 Roger observed as a bypassed yard on Gold thinking of how brave adherent were. Embroidered in their the multitude political of fence. "PNP JUSTICE!" voiced crowd in unison. At just Roger was fully aware turn into one of mayhem. Vicious beatings and of PNP members was the norm on Street, he'd witnessed his fair share. Though Gold Street was somewhat of grounds, residents drag pledged allegiance to Southside, where the JLP advocated. It was _never_ for PNP affiliates to
eled and fired a pistol at the SUper Studs. HIs ganG waS geTtIng tHe beSt of the Tel Aviv BOss' mOb. Finally, he had Robby wheRe he wAnTEd hiM. inChing Toward hIS lONGtiMe NeMesIs, nAtTy BlaCks' Gang covEred him as hE weNt In for the ultiMAtE kill.

StrikIng The shepherd wOulD scattEr The SHeep, tHe sHepheRd beinG robby, wHo Natty BlAcKS had beEN fightiNG FoR yeaRs. The Tel Aviv boss tERrORized Southside ArdentLy. iT wAS TimE to Send Robby tO hIs makER.

ApproaCHiNG rObbY From a rear posiTion, Natty BlACks Got rigHt Up oN Him plaCing a PiSTol To the latter'S heaD.

"Don't move, Pussy," hE CommandED, catchiNg RobbY by SurPrisE.

roBbY quIcKLy sPUn AroUNd cAusing NaTtY BLacks To sqUEEZE the TriGger Much sOoner than antiCipAted, ENdiNg his ArcheNemy'S lIfe.

ThE weapoN's impAcT threw Robby to thE groUnd where hIs hEaD blEd ProfuSEly, soaKinG thE pavemeNt beneaTH hiS sTILL fRame.

Hovering above hIs PRIzEd catch, NAtty BlACkS wORe a broad SmIle, Glad TO Have, fInalLY, pUt an end tO the reIGn Of The Tel AViV gang. MIcHaeL StEwartS WoulD surelY be proud, His frIEnds in Tivoli GaRDens would rejoICe. tHErE WoulD be Many accoladEs foR His dEed tO ThE JLp.

robby And hiS cABaL Were slaughtered in SoUtHside. NEws of The Don's demise Spread like A WILdfire thRougHOuT kingston, reigniTing pOlitical viOLence thaT had wEeks prioR waned in cERTain commUniTieS.

ThE JLp WOn The general eleCTIon tHaT year, brIngIng many RewArdS to ResIdEnts of SouThside.
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ROgEr oBservED as a PNP pRoCesSiOn bYpassED his yaRd on GOld STrEeT, ThiNking of HOw BRAve tHe AdHereNt fOlLowerS werE.

embRoidereD in their pArtY'S colOrS, tHe vibraNt multitude ouTlAndishly prAiSed Their pOLItical siDe of the fence.

"PNP JUSTICE!" vOIced the CroWd in uNisoN.

At just 14, RoGer Was fulLy aWAre the CurrenT scenE cOulD QUicklY TUrN inTo One of mayheM. vIciOus beAtIngs And killIngs of PNP members waS The Norm on Gold StrEet, He'd wITNeSseD HiS FaiR sHAre.

tHOugh Gold Street wAs somewhat Of NEuTral groundS, ResIdEnts on tHe drag pLedgeD AllegiaNce to SoutHside, wherE tHe JLp WAs aDvocated. It Was _never_ Wise for PNp AffilIAtEs to
eled and fired a pistol at  the Super  Stud s.His  g angwasgetting the be s t of  the Tel Aviv boss' mo b. Fi na l ly,h ehad R obby wh e re h e w an te d h im .  I nchin g t oward h is longtim e n em esis, NattyB la cks' gangcov ered him ashewent i nfor the u lti matekill.Striki ng the sh ep h erd wo u ld scat t e rthesheep, the shephe r db eing Robby, wh o Natt yB la c k s h adbeen fight in g for years.T he T e l A v iv boss terro rized South s ide  arden tl y.I t wastimeto sen d Robby tohismaker.

A pproac h ing Rob b y froma rear  po sit ion, Na tt y B la c ksg ot  ri g htup on hi mpl acing  a p i s t o l to  th e la tter' s head.

"Don 'tmove ,  pu ssy,"  he c omma nd ed, c atchin g Rob by  by surprise.
Robb y quickly  sp un  ar ou nd ca u sing N att y B lacks t o squee z e t he t r ig ger much sooner th an a nt icipated , endi n ghi s  archene my 'slife . 
Theweap o n' s impact  threw Ro bb y to th eground  w her e h is he a d bl ed pro fusely,soaki n g the pavement beneath his s t il l fr a me.
Ho vering abov e hi s  pri zedc at ch, Natty  Blac ks wo r e a broad smile, gl ad  to ha ve, f inally, put a n end to t h e reign of  the Te l  Aviv gang. Mi chael  Stewartsw ould sur ely b e proud,  his frie n d s in Tiv oli  Ga rde nsw o ul d rejoice. Th e r e wo ul d be ma nyaccolad esfor  hi s d ee d to theJLP.

Ro bb yan dhis  caba l  were sl au ght er edin So u thside . New s of  t he Don 's demi s es p read  l ik e awil df ire t hrou g hou t Kings ton, reig nit i ng p ol it ical vi olence that h ad  weeks pri or  wa ned in c ertain c ommunities.

The JLP wo n  the ge ner al el ecti on that y ear , brin gin g  manyreward s tore sid e n ts of S ou ths id e.
Chapter 1 

R ogerob serv ed as a  PNP procession by p ass ed his yard o n G oldS t re et, th i nki ng ofh o w brave the adh erent foll ow e rs  were.

Em b roi de red intheir p arty' s  colors , the vib rant mult it udeo u tla ndishly pr aised th eir polit i cal s i de  of t hefence. 
"PN P JUS TICE!" voi ced t he cro wd  in un ison. 
At just14, Roger was fully awa re the  curr ent  scene co uld qui ckly turn  int o one of m ayh em.  Vici ous beati ngsa nd  ki l lings  ofP NP member s  w ast h enorm on Gol d S tre et, h e'd witnes sedhis fair share.
T hough Gold Str eetw a s s ome w hatof  neutral groun ds,  r e s idents o nthe drag pl edged al le g iance  to So uthsid e, wher e th e  JLP w as a dvo cated. It  wa s_ never_wi se for PN P af fi liates  to
eled and_fired a_pistol at the Super_Studs. His_gang_was getting_the_best of the_Tel Aviv boss'_mob. Finally, he had_Robby where he_wanted_him. Inching toward his longtime nemesis, Natty Blacks' gang covered him as he went_in_for the_ultimate_kill.

Striking_the shepherd would scatter the_sheep, the shepherd being Robby,_who Natty_Blacks had been fighting for years. The Tel_Aviv_boss terrorized Southside_ardently. It was time to send Robby to his_maker.

Approaching Robby from a rear position,_Natty Blacks got_right_up_on him placing a_pistol to the latter's head.

"Don't move,_pussy," he commanded, catching Robby by_surprise.

Robby quickly spun around causing Natty Blacks_to squeeze the trigger much sooner_than anticipated, ending his archenemy's_life.

The weapon's_impact threw Robby to the_ground where his_head bled_profusely, soaking the_pavement beneath his still frame.

Hovering above_his prized catch,_Natty Blacks wore a broad smile,_glad_to have, finally,_put_an_end to_the reign of_the_Tel Aviv_gang._Michael Stewarts would surely be proud,_his_friends in Tivoli Gardens would rejoice. There_would be many accolades_for_his deed to the_JLP.

Robby and his cabal were_slaughtered in Southside. News of the_Don's demise_spread like_a wildfire throughout Kingston, reigniting political violence that had weeks prior_waned in certain communities.

The JLP won_the general election that_year, bringing_many_rewards to residents_of_Southside.
Chapter 1

Roger_observed as a PNP procession bypassed his_yard on_Gold Street, thinking of how brave_the adherent followers were.

Embroidered_in_their party's colors, the vibrant multitude_outlandishly praised their political side of_the fence.

"PNP JUSTICE!" voiced the_crowd_in_unison.

At just 14, Roger was_fully aware the current scene could_quickly turn into_one of mayhem. Vicious beatings and killings_of_PNP members was the norm on_Gold_Street, he'd witnessed his fair share.

Though_Gold_Street_was somewhat of neutral grounds,_residents on the drag pledged allegiance_to Southside, where the JLP was advocated. It was__never_ wise for_PNP affiliates to