 but the group ran off. Struggling to his feet, he felt blood pouring from his chest wound. He held a hand over the affected area and walked for home just a street away. Before reaching home, though, he fell into a state of shock. Falling to the ground, a few present youths rushed to his aid.

Chapter 10

"Oh shit, Patrick, the guys over here has the place set up like a military base," voiced Desmond, admiring the scenery on Pink Lane.

Obvious gunmen secured the lane's intersects, solely permitting entry to residents and affiliates of the drag.

Though with Patrick, Desmond was giving a hard time gaining entry onto the lane. Following a body search, he was thoroughly questioned about his place of origin before given the okay to enter onto the street.

"Yeah, man. Wait until you see the base," bragged Patrick.

He watched as his friends gave Desmond a hard time, standing off to the side observing the boy's reaction to pressure. He wanted for the youth to experience, firsthand, the discipline his friends had. He had plans for the boy.

The two entered a yard on the lane filled with community ruffians.

"Patrick, what's happening?" greeted a man.

"What's happening, star?" retorted Patrick, giving the man a pound and hug.

Desmond was taken aback by the scenery inside the yard.

Complete order mixed with a tad bit of pleasure engulfed the atmosphere. Men sat in chairs strapped with assault-rifles, around dominoes tables. Case-loads of beer occupied an entire section of the yard, stacked adjacent a sound-system and huge speakers. Females in revealing outfits moved about while men stood around smoking marijuana sticks.

Desmond thought of how much he could get used to such a setting.

"Who's this?" asked one of Patrick's friends, motioning toward Desmond.

"This is my little brother," answered Patrick.

"Oh," said Patrick's friend, giving Desmond the once over and walking off.

Patrick introduced Desmond to the rest of Pink Lane massive and then showed him around. They spent the entire day on the lane before heading back home to Southside.

Chapter 11

Errol was highly disappointed with Mark for the gang's assault on Roger. When receiving news of the incident
but the group ran off. Struggling to his feet, he felt rake decant from his chest wound. He held a hand over the moved area and walked for home merely a street away. Before reaching dwelling, though, he fell into a state of shock absorber. Falling to the ground, a few present youth induce to his aid. 

 Chapter 10 

 " Oh shit, Patrick, the guys over here has the topographic point set up like a military base, " voiced Desmond, admire the scenery on Pink Lane. 

 Obvious gunmen secured the lane's intersects, solely permitting introduction to residents and affiliates of the drag. 

 Though with Patrick, Desmond was giving a hard meter gaining entry onto the lane. Following a body search, he was thoroughly questioned about his place of origin before given the okay to enter onto the street. 

 " Yeah, man. Wait until you see the base, " bragged Patrick. 

 He watched as his friends contribute Desmond a hard time, stand off to the slope observing the boy's reaction to atmospheric pressure. He wanted for the youth to experience, firsthand, the discipline his friends get. He had plans for the boy. 

 The two entered a cubic yard on the lane filled with community ruffians. 

 " Patrick, what's happening? " greet a man. 

 " What's find, star? " retorted Patrick, giving the man a pound and hug. 

 Desmond was take aback by the scenery inside the yard. 

 Complete order mix with a tad bit of pleasure engulfed the atmosphere. world sat in president strapped with rape - rifles, around dominoes tables. Case - warhead of beer occupied an integral section of the yard, stacked adjacent a sound - system and huge speaker. Females in unwrap outfits moved about while men stood around smoke marijuana sticks. 

 Desmond think of how much he could get used to such a setting. 

 " Who's this? " asked one of Patrick's friends, motioning toward Desmond. 

 " This is my little buddy, " answered Patrick. 

 " Oh, " said Patrick's friend, giving Desmond the once over and walking off. 

 Patrick introduced Desmond to the rest of Pink Lane massive and then usher him around. They spend the entire day on the lane before heading back home to Southside. 

 Chapter 11 

 Errol was highly disappointed with Mark for the gang's assault on Roger. When meet news of the incident
 buh the group ran off. Strungling to his fegt, he fent blokd pourivg from his chest wound. He hxld q hane over the affected arda and wapked for homt just a street axzy. Befovz readming kone, though, he fgll into a sdate of shock. Xaulnng to the ground, a few present youtrs rushrd to his aid.

Chakter 10

"Pr shjn, Katrick, the guys over here has ths place set up like s military base," voiced Deslond, admiring the scenfry on Pink Lanq.

Ibvious gunmdn secured the lane's ihtersects, solely permitting entfy to residents abd wxfiliates oh the qrag.

Though wlnh Patrhck, Deskond was givinn a herd rime gaining entry onvo the lane. Followind a body vecrch, he was thoroughlt wuesthoneg abuyt fis pkade of lrijin before fiven the ojay to enter onto tne wtreet.

"Yeah, mah. Wait ugtil you see the base," bragged Patrick.

He wafched as his friends gace Desmond a hard timg, standing off to the side observing the boy's reaction to psessuce. He wwvref for the youth to experience, firsthand, the dyacopkine his frienbs had. He had plsnd gjr the boy.

The two eufeded a yard on the pane fijled qith commtnitu ruffians.

"Patrick, what's happening?" greetvd a man.

"What's happeniny, star?" retorced Pajrick, biving the man a pound cnd huf.

Desmond wad taken agxck by the scenefy pnsige the yard.

Complete order iixed witi a tcd bit ow plgasure qngulfed tje atmosphere. Men sat in chaits strdpped with assault-rifles, around dominoes vebles. Case-loacs of beer oceupied an entire sestion of the ycrd, stached aajacent a aound-syvtem and hude speakers. Falales in revxaling ouefitw moced abojg while men stpod arounb smojing marijuana stigks.

Derjond thought of hoq much he could geg ufef vo susv a setting.

"Wvo's ghir?" askea one of Pabrizk's griends, motioning tofard Desmond.

"This is my llttle brojher," answqred Patrick.

"On," said Patrick's frlend, jiving Desmpnd the once over and walking off.

Latrick ijtrjduced Desmogd ti the rest oy Pink Lane massive and then showed him eround. They spent the gntire day on the lang btfore heading back home to Vouthside.

Chapter 11

Erril was highly dissppointed with Mark fkr the gang'd assault on Roger. When receiving news of the incident
but the group ran off. Struggling to he blood pouring his chest wound. the area and walked home just a away. Before reaching home, though, he into a state of shock. Falling to the ground, a few present youths to his aid. Chapter 10 "Oh shit, Patrick, the guys over here has place up a base," voiced Desmond, admiring the scenery on Pink Lane. Obvious gunmen secured the lane's intersects, solely entry to residents and affiliates of the drag. with Patrick, Desmond was a hard time gaining entry the Following a search, was questioned about his of origin before given the okay to enter onto the street. "Yeah, man. Wait until you see base," bragged watched as friends Desmond hard time, standing the side observing the boy's reaction wanted for the youth to experience, firsthand, the his friends He had plans for the boy. two entered a yard on the lane filled community ruffians. "Patrick, what's happening?" greeted a man. "What's happening, star?" retorted Patrick, giving the pound and hug. Desmond taken aback by scenery the Complete mixed with tad bit of pleasure engulfed the atmosphere. Men sat in chairs with assault-rifles, around dominoes tables. Case-loads of beer occupied an of yard, stacked adjacent sound-system and huge speakers. in outfits moved about while around marijuana of much could get used to a setting. "Who's this?" asked of Patrick's friends, motioning little brother," answered Patrick. "Oh," said Patrick's friend, Desmond the once over and walking off. introduced Desmond to the rest of Pink Lane massive and then showed around. They entire day on the lane before heading back to Southside. Chapter 11 was highly disappointed with Mark for the gang's assault Roger. receiving news the incident
 but the group ran off. StruggliNg to his feeT, he feLt bLooD pOuriNg frOm his chest wounD. he heLd a hand over the affected Area aNd WAlkeD FoR home Just a stREeT AWay. beFoRe rEaCHiNg homE, thOugh, he fEll into a stAte Of Shock. Falling TO tHe ground, a fEw pResent youths RusHed to hIs Aid.

cHapteR 10

"Oh Shit, PAtrick, THe guys Over here hAs THe placE Set up liKE A mIlitAry base," voiced DesmONd, ADmiring the scenEry on PInK laNE.

obvIouS gunmen secUrEd the LAne's intERsECTS, soLEly permitting Entry to resiDEntS and afFiLiaTEs of thE drag.

thOUgh With Patrick, desmOnd was givIng a haRD time gaINing entRy onto The LanE. FolLOwInG a bOdY SeaRCh, He wAS thOroughly QuEsTioneD aboUT HIS plaCe oF oriGin beFore given the oKay To enTEr oNto thE streEt.

"YeAh, Man. WaIt untiL you sEe The base," bragged PAtriCk.

He watchEd aS hIs fRiEnds gAVe DesmOnd A haRd time, sTanding OFf tO tHE SIdE observing the boy's rEaCTIoN to pressUre. He wANtEd FOr the youTh To eXperIENce, fiRsthANd, The disciPline hIS fRiEnds had. he Had plaNs For The Boy.

ThE Two eNtered A yard on tHe lanE Filled with commUNity ruffians.

"PATrICK, wHAt's hAppEning?" greeteD a maN.

"what'S hapPEnIng, STar?" reTorteD PATrICk, giving the man a pounD aNd hug.

DEsmonD was taken abacK by the scenERY Inside thE yarD.

coMPlete order mixeD with A tad bit of pLEasure enGulfeD the atmoSphere. Men SAT in chairS stRapPed WitH ASsAult-rifles, aroUND domInOes tablEs. CAse-loadS of BeeR ocCupIeD an entire Section oF tHe YaRd, StaCked aDJacent a sOuNd-sYsTem And huGE speakErs. FeMaleS iN rEVeaLing outFItS MOved AbOuT whiLe mEn Stood ArouND smOking maRijuana stIckS.

desmOnD tHought oF how much he couLd Get used to sUcH a sEtting.

"wHO's this?" asKed one of Patrick's friends, MOtioninG toWard DEsmoNd.

"This is mY liTtle brOthER," answeRed PatRick.

"OH," sAid pATrick'S FRiEnd, GiVing DesmonD THe oNce ovEr And wAlking oFf.

Patrick introduceD desMond to the rest Of PInk LANE mAssIVe ANd tHeN ShoWED him around. They sPent the entIrE DaY on the lane BEfoRe Heading Back homE to SoUThside.

CHapter 11

ErrOl was highLy DisaPPOinTed with MarK for the gAng's assauLT on RoGEr. when rEceIving nEwS of The inCident
 but the group ran off. St ruggling t o his  fe et,  h e fe lt b lood pouring f r om h is chest wound. He hel d a h an d  ove r  t he af fecteda re a and  w al ked  f o rhomejus t a str eet away.Bef or e reaching h o me , though,hefell into asta te ofsh ock .  Fall ing  to t he gro u nd, afew prese nt youths rushedt o  h is a id.

Chapter 10
" Oh shit, Patrick,  the g uy s  o v e r h ere  has the p la ce se t  up lik e  a m i lit a ry base," voi ced Desmond ,  ad miring  t hes cenery  on P in k  La ne.

Obviou s gu nmen secu red th e  lane's interse cts, s ole lyperm i tt in g e nt r y t o  r esi d ent s and af fi li atesof t h e d rag. 

T houg h wit h Patrick, De smo nd w a s g iving  a ha rd t im e gai ning e ntryon to the lane. Fo llow ing a bod y s ea rch ,he wa s  thoro ugh lyquestio ned abo u t h is p l ac e of origin before  g i v en  the oka y to e n te ro nto thest ree t.
" Y eah,man. Wa it until  you s e eth e base, "bragge dPat ric k.

H e  wat ched a s his fr iends gave Desmond a hard time, st a nd i n go ff t o t he side obs ervi n g th e bo y 's  re a ction  to p re s su r e. He wanted for th eyouthto ex perience, fir sthand, th e d isciplin e hi s  f r iends had. Hehad p lans for t h e boy.
The t wo enter ed a yard o n the la nefil led  wi t h  c ommunity ruff i a ns.
" Patrick , w hat's h app eni ng? " g re eted a ma n.

"Wha t' sha pp eni ng, s t ar?" ret or ted  P atr ick,g ivingthe m an a  p ou n d a nd hug. 
D e s mond  w as  tak enab ack b y th e  sc enery i nside the  ya r d.
Co mp lete or der mixed wit ha tad bitof  pl easure e ngulfedthe atmosphere. Men sat in chai rsstrap pedwith assa ult -rifle s,a rounddomino es ta bl es. C ase-l o a ds  of  b eer occupi e d  an  enti re  sec tion of  the yard, stacked adj acent a sound -sy stem a nd  hu g es pea ke r s.F e males in reveal ing outfit sm ov ed about w h ile  m en stoo d aroun d smo k ing mar ijuana st icks.

De sm ondt h oug ht of howmuch hecould get usedt osucha s etting .
"W ho'sthis?" ask ed on e of P at rick's  frie nd s, motio ning toward Desmond.

" This i s mylit tle broth er, "  an swered Pa tric k.

"Oh,"sai d P atric k's frien d, g i vi ngD esmon d th e  once ove r  a ndw a lk ing off.

P a t r ick  intr odu c ed Des mond  to the rest of P i nk Lane massiv e an d the n s h owed  h im around. The y s pe n t  the ent ir e day on th e lane b ef o re he adingback h ome toS o ut h side.
Cha pte r 11

Err olwa s  highly  d is a ppoint ed w it h Mark  for t h e ga n g 's assault on Ro ger.W h en re c eiv ing n ew s of th e  inc ident
 but_the group_ran off. Struggling to_his feet,_he_felt blood_pouring_from his chest_wound. He held_a hand over the_affected area and_walked_for home just a street away. Before reaching home, though, he fell into a_state_of shock._Falling_to_the ground, a few present_youths rushed to his aid.

Chapter_10

"Oh shit,_Patrick, the guys over here has the place_set_up like a_military base," voiced Desmond, admiring the scenery on Pink_Lane.

Obvious gunmen secured the lane's intersects,_solely permitting entry_to_residents_and affiliates of the_drag.

Though with Patrick, Desmond was giving_a hard time gaining entry onto_the lane. Following a body search, he_was thoroughly questioned about his place_of origin before given the_okay to_enter onto the street.

"Yeah, man._Wait until you_see the_base," bragged Patrick.

He_watched as his friends gave Desmond_a hard time,_standing off to the side observing_the_boy's reaction to_pressure._He_wanted for_the youth to_experience,_firsthand, the_discipline_his friends had. He had plans_for_the boy.

The two entered a yard on_the lane filled with_community_ruffians.

"Patrick, what's happening?" greeted_a man.

"What's happening, star?" retorted_Patrick, giving the man a pound_and hug.

Desmond_was taken_aback by the scenery inside the yard.

Complete order mixed with a_tad bit of pleasure engulfed the_atmosphere. Men sat in_chairs strapped_with_assault-rifles, around dominoes_tables._Case-loads of_beer occupied an entire section of the_yard, stacked_adjacent a sound-system and huge speakers._Females in revealing outfits_moved_about while men stood around smoking_marijuana sticks.

Desmond thought of how much_he could get used to_such_a_setting.

"Who's this?" asked one of_Patrick's friends, motioning toward Desmond.

"This is_my little brother,"_answered Patrick.

"Oh," said Patrick's friend, giving Desmond_the_once over and walking off.

Patrick introduced_Desmond_to the rest of Pink Lane_massive_and_then showed him around. They_spent the entire day on the_lane before heading back home to Southside.

Chapter 11

Errol was_highly disappointed with_Mark for the gang's assault_on_Roger._When receiving news of the incident