 true, boss man," said Clarks. "We can't find Roger anywhere."

Patrick was aware of Desmond's departure to Los Angeles, but his protégé wasn't the primary focus. He needed to get to Roger, who had elevated to the undisputed Don of the Faucet Lane gang.

Roger's status of a gangster surpassed every Jamaican of repute in America. The Faucet Lane gang had grown to enormous numbers with Roger at the helm of the organization.

Losing his grip on Desmond, Patrick was forced to send for Pink Lane gangsters, starting with Clarks and Mark. The two were just kids when he left Jamaica, but had made quite a name for themselves during the years. Their exploits resonated to the Americas, driving him to send for them, beating other Dons to the punch. Once situating the boys in New York, he sent them out to kill Roger.

"Roger's out there somewhere. Get to him and kill him," he said to the boys.

Clarks and Mark nodded their heads in approval.

Chapter 57

Trevor Dukes was in disgust with the state of Southside. _Yuck._

__ The compact community seemed on the verge of collapsing, destroying with it the many inhabitants confined to the inhumane environment.

Walking from Gold Street to across New Road and back again, he observed the same conditions throughout the entire community. _God help these people._

__ Bullet pocked walls emblazoned with gang insignia stained the neighborhood. Zinc fenced domains dominated the area. Majority streets were filled with garbage. Streams of water mixed with defecation ran through the streets where children played.

As a youth, Trevor Dukes remembered Parade Gardens as a resplendent area known for its pretty light complexioned prostitutes and street dances, many he attended with friends from out west. _Damn, man._

__ Looking over at a car trailing him, he thought of the young men inside, who were given specific orders to protect him. He loathed their presence. He and the people of Southside had a rapport, their company was unnecessary.

An ancillary of Michael Stewarts, he was a prominent figure within the JLP fold. Serving as council for social reform, he held the key position to heart. Kingston residents loved him for his caring ways. While most politicians lied to the people,
true, boss man, " said Clarks. " We can't witness Roger anywhere. " 

 Patrick was mindful of Desmond's departure to Los Angeles, but his protégé wasn't the primary stress. He needed to drive to Roger, who had elevated to the undisputed Don of the Faucet Lane crowd. 

 Roger's status of a gangster surpassed every Jamaican of repute in America. The Faucet Lane gang had develop to enormous numbers with Roger at the helm of the organization. 

 lose his grip on Desmond, Patrick was forced to send for Pink Lane gangsters, starting with Clarks and Mark. The two were just child when he left Jamaica, but had made quite a name for themselves during the years. Their feat resonated to the Americas, driving him to air for them, beating early Dons to the punch. Once situating the boy in New York, he sent them out to kill Roger. 

 " Roger's out there somewhere. catch to him and kill him, " he said to the boys. 

 Clarks and Mark nodded their heads in blessing. 

 Chapter 57 

 Trevor Dukes was in disgust with the state of matter of Southside. _ Yuck. _ 

 _ _ The compact community seemed on the verge of collapsing, destroying with it the many inhabitants confined to the inhumane environment. 

 Walking from Gold Street to across New Road and back again, he observe the same conditions throughout the integral residential district. _ God help these people. _ 

 _ _ Bullet pocked wall emblazoned with gang insignia stained the neighborhood. Zinc argue domains dominated the area. Majority streets were occupy with garbage. Streams of water mixed with defecation ran through the streets where child played. 

 As a youth, Trevor Dukes remembered Parade Gardens as a resplendent area know for its pretty light complexioned prostitutes and street dancing, many he attended with friends from out west. _ Damn, man. _ 

 _ _ Looking over at a cable car trailing him, he thought of the young men inside, who were contribute specific orders to protect him. He abhor their presence. He and the people of Southside had a rapport, their company was unnecessary. 

 An ancillary of Michael Stewarts, he was a big figure within the JLP fold. Serving as council for social reform, he held the key military position to heart. Kingston house physician loved him for his caring ways. While most politicians lied to the people,
 trke, boss man," said Clarks. "De can't find Roywr anyxhere."

Pafrick war aware of Desmond's departurx to Los Qngeles, but his protégé dasn't the primary focns. He needed to jst to Roger, wgl hab xlevated to the undisputeg Don of the Fduzec Lane gang.

Roger's status of a gangstqr surpssded every Jamaycan jf rsiuue in America. The Faucet Lane ganf had ggown to enormous mumbers with Roger at the jelm of the organizatiln.

Losing hiw gryp on Desmond, Patrick was forced to send for Pink Lane gangsters, sgartiug with Clatka wtd Mark. The two rere just kids when ve left Jamaica, but hsd kadw quite a name for thxmselves during the iears. Theis zxploits resonated to tye Amgricav, drkcine hjm tk send foc them, beatjng other Dins to the punch. Onve wituating the boys yn New York, he sent them out to kill Rogeg.

"Rogsr's out there somewhere. Get to him and kill jim," he sayd to the boys.

Clarks and Mark nodded their heads hn ap'ruvao.

Cmaptde 57

Hrevor Dukes was in disgust with the state of Aoitmside. _Yuck._

__ The cjmpact comminltu seemed on thg verge of collapsing, destrojing wijh it rhe many ynhanitants confined to the inhymane enviroumebt.

Walking from Golb Street to ccross New Toad and back again, he ubsedved the sale conditjuns throughout tfe vntise community. _God help thesq people._

__ Uullec pocked walks embjazoned wihh gakc insignia stained the ueightorhood. Zijc fenced domains dominated the area. Majority sdrevts were yilled with garbage. Streams of wajer mixed with defecatioh ran tirough the sereets where wjildren playxd.

As a yotth, Rrevir Duker remembered Patade Gardvnf as a resplendent aree knusn for its pretcv oight complexiomed prjsnitntes wtd street datces, mavu he xttended wibh wriemds from out west. _Dakn, mzn._

__ Looking over at a car trauling hii, he thought pf the young men ijside, whu werr gyven specific orders to protecf him. He poabhed their prqsenge. Hg and the pzople of Southside had a rapport, their cimpany was unneceswary.

An ancillary of Kichael Stexarts, re was a [rominent figure wityin the JLP fold. Xerving as council fod socidl revorm, he held the key position to heart. Kingston residents loved him for hus carmnd ways. Whils moxt ponicicnans liqd tl the people,
true, boss man," said Clarks. "We can't anywhere." was aware Desmond's departure to wasn't primary focus. He to get to who had elevated to the undisputed of the Faucet Lane gang. Roger's status of a gangster surpassed every Jamaican repute in America. The Faucet Lane gang had grown to enormous numbers with at helm the Losing his grip on Desmond, Patrick was forced to send for Pink Lane gangsters, starting with and Mark. The two were just kids when left Jamaica, but had quite a name for themselves the Their exploits to Americas, him to send them, beating other Dons to the punch. Once situating the boys in New York, he sent them to kill out there Get him kill him," he the boys. Clarks and Mark nodded approval. Chapter 57 Trevor Dukes was in disgust the state Southside. _Yuck._ __ The compact community on the verge of collapsing, destroying with it many inhabitants confined to the inhumane environment. Walking from Gold Street to across New Road again, he observed the conditions throughout the community. help people._ Bullet pocked emblazoned with gang insignia stained the neighborhood. Zinc fenced domains dominated area. Majority streets were filled with garbage. Streams of water defecation through the streets children played. As a Trevor remembered Parade Gardens as area for complexioned and dances, many he attended friends from out west. _Damn, __ Looking over at thought of the young men inside, who were specific orders to protect him. He loathed presence. He and the people of Southside had a rapport, their company unnecessary. An Michael Stewarts, he was a prominent figure within JLP fold. Serving as for social reform, he held the key position to Kingston loved him his caring ways. most politicians lied the people,
 true, boss man," said Clarks. "We caN't find RogeR anywHerE."

PaTrIck wAs awAre of Desmond's dEPartUre to Los Angeles, but his pRotégÉ wASn't tHE pRimarY focus. HE NeEDEd tO gEt To ROgER, wHo had EleVated to The undispuTed doN of the Faucet lAnE gang.

Roger'S stAtus of a gangsTer SurpasSeD evERy JamAicAn of rEpute iN americA. The FauceT LANe gang HAd grown TO EnOrmoUs numbers with RogeR At THe helm of the orgAnizatIoN.

loSINg hIs gRip on DesmoNd, patriCK was forCEd TO SEnd FOr Pink Lane ganGsters, startINg wIth ClaRkS anD mark. ThE two wErE JusT kids when he Left jamaica, buT had maDE quite a NAme for tHemselVes DurIng tHE yEaRs. THeIR exPLoIts REsoNated to tHe amEricaS, driVING Him tO seNd foR them, Beating other DOns To thE PunCh. OncE situAtinG tHe boyS in New york, hE sEnt them out to kilL RogEr.

"Roger's oUt tHeRe sOmEwherE. get to hIm aNd kIll him," hE said to THe bOyS.

cLArKs and Mark nodded theIr HEAdS in approVal.

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TREvor DukeS wAs iN disGUSt witH the STaTe of SoutHside. _YUCk._

__ thE compacT cOmmuniTy SeeMed On the VErge Of collApsing, deStroyINg with it the manY Inhabitants coNFiNED tO The iNhuMane environMent.

wAlkiNg frOM GOld sTreet To acrOsS neW road and back again, he oBsErved tHe samE conditions thRoughout thE ENTire commUnitY. _goD Help these peoplE._

__ BullEt pocked waLLs emblazOned wIth gang iNsignia stAINed the neIghBorHooD. ZiNC FeNced domains doMINateD tHe area. MAjoRity strEetS weRe fIllEd With garbaGe. StreamS oF wAtEr MixEd witH DefecatiOn Ran ThRouGh the STreets Where ChilDrEn PLayEd.

As a yoUTh, tREvor duKeS remEmbErEd ParAde GARdeNs as a reSplendent AreA KnowN fOr Its pretTy light compleXiOned prostiTuTes And strEET dances, mAny he attended with friendS From out WesT. _Damn, Man._

__ LOoking oveR at A car trAilINg him, hE thougHt of tHe YouNG Men inSIDe, Who WeRe given speCIFic OrderS tO proTect him. he loathed their presENce. he and the peoplE of soutHSIdE haD A rAPpoRt, THeiR COmpany was unneceSsary.

An ancIlLArY of Michael sTewArTs, he was A prominEnt fiGUre withIn the JLP fOld. ServinG aS couNCIl fOr social reForm, he heLd the key pOSitioN To Heart. kinGston rEsIdeNts loVed him FOr hIs carIng wayS. WHile moSt polItIcians liEd to the people,
 true, boss man," said Cla rks. "We c an'tfin d R og er a nywh ere."

Patrick wasaware of Desmond's dep artur et o Lo s  A ngele s, buth is p rot ég éwas n' t  t he pr ima ry focu s. He need edto  get to Roge r ,who had el eva ted to the u ndi sputed  D ono f the  Fa ucetLane g a ng.

R oger's st at u s of a gangste r su rpas sed every Jamaica n  o f  repute in Ame rica.Th e  F a u cet  La ne gang ha dgrown to enor m ou s n umb e rs with Roger  at the hel m  of  the o rg ani z ation. 

Los in g  hi s grip on D esmo nd, Patri ck was forcedt o sendfor Pi nkLan e ga n gs te rs,  s t art i ng  wi t h C larks an dMa rk. T he t w o w erejus t ki ds wh en he left Ja mai ca,b uthad m ade q uite  a  name  for t hemse lv es during the y ears . Their e xpl oi tsre sonat e d to t heAme ricas,driving him  t o s en d for them, beatin go t he r Dons t o thep un ch .  Once si tu ati ng t h e  boys  inN ew  York, h e sent th em  out to  k ill Ro ge r.
"R oger' s  out  there  somewhe re. G e t to him and k i ll him," he s a id t ot he b oys .

Clarks a nd M a rk n odde d  t hei r  head s inap p ro v al.

Chapter 57

Tr ev or Duk es wa s in disgustwith the s t a t e of Sou thsi d e. _Yuck._

__ Th e com pact commu n ity seem ed on  the ver ge of col l a psing, d est roy ing  wi t h  i t the many in h a bita nt s confi ned  to the  in hum ane  en vi ronment.
Walking  f ro mGo ldStree t  to acro ss  Ne wRoa d and back a gain,  heob se r ved  the sa m ec o ndit io ns  thr oug ho ut th e en t ire  commun ity. _God  he l p th es epeople. _

__ Bulletpo cked walls  e mbl azoned w ith gang  insignia stained the n e ighborh ood . Zin c fe nced doma ins  domin ate d  the a rea. M ajori ty  st r e ets w e r efil le d with gar b a ge.  Stre am s of  watermixed with defecat i onran through t hestre e t swhe r ec hil dr e n p l a yed.

As a yout h, TrevorDu k es  remembere d  Pa ra de Gard ens asa res p lendent  area kno wn for it spret t y  li ght comple xioned p rostitute s  ands tr eet d anc es, ma ny  he  atte nded w i thfrien ds fro mout we st. _ Da mn, man. _

__ Looking over at a  car t raili nghim, he t hou g htof the yo ungmen inside , w howeregiv e n spe cifi c  o rde r s toprot e ct him. H e  l oat h e dtheir prese n c e . H e and  th e  peopl e of  Southside had ar apport, theircomp a n y w asu nnec es sary.

An anci lla ry o f Michae lStewarts, h e was apr o minen t figu re wit hin the J LP fold.Serv ing  as counc ilfo r  social  r ef o rm, he  hel dthe ke y posi t iont o  heart. Kingston  resi d e nts l o ved  himfo r his c a ring  ways. Whi le most pol iticia ns l ied t o the p eo ple,
 true,_boss man,"_said Clarks. "We can't_find Roger_anywhere."

Patrick_was aware_of_Desmond's departure to_Los Angeles, but_his protégé wasn't the_primary focus. He_needed_to get to Roger, who had elevated to the undisputed Don of the Faucet_Lane_gang.

Roger's status_of_a_gangster surpassed every Jamaican of_repute in America. The Faucet_Lane gang_had grown to enormous numbers with Roger at_the_helm of the_organization.

Losing his grip on Desmond, Patrick was forced to_send for Pink Lane gangsters, starting_with Clarks and_Mark._The_two were just kids_when he left Jamaica, but had_made quite a name for themselves_during the years. Their exploits resonated to_the Americas, driving him to send_for them, beating other Dons_to the_punch. Once situating the boys_in New York,_he sent_them out to_kill Roger.

"Roger's out there somewhere. Get_to him and_kill him," he said to the_boys.

Clarks_and Mark nodded_their_heads_in approval.

Chapter_57

Trevor Dukes was_in_disgust with_the_state of Southside. _Yuck._

__ The compact_community_seemed on the verge of collapsing, destroying_with it the many_inhabitants_confined to the inhumane_environment.

Walking from Gold Street to_across New Road and back again,_he observed_the same_conditions throughout the entire community. _God help these people._

__ Bullet pocked_walls emblazoned with gang insignia stained_the neighborhood. Zinc fenced_domains dominated_the_area. Majority streets_were_filled with_garbage. Streams of water mixed with defecation_ran through_the streets where children played.

As a_youth, Trevor Dukes remembered_Parade_Gardens as a resplendent area known_for its pretty light complexioned prostitutes_and street dances, many he_attended_with_friends from out west. _Damn,_man._

__ Looking over at a car_trailing him, he_thought of the young men inside, who_were_given specific orders to protect him._He_loathed their presence. He and the_people_of_Southside had a rapport, their_company was unnecessary.

An ancillary of Michael_Stewarts, he was a prominent figure within the JLP_fold. Serving as_council for social reform, he_held_the_key position to heart. Kingston residents loved him for his_caring ways._While most politicians_lied to the people,