, jumping off and engaging the men who exited the car. "Duck!"

The two men fired their guns at Trevor Dukes and the other two boys.

The other two boys returned fire.

Trevor Dukes rested on the ground scared for his life. Spent shells fell on him as the boys fired just above him. They were obviously protecting him; he was sure they were from the Faucet Lane gang.

The shooting went on for close to three minutes.

When the gunplay finally stopped, Trevor Dukes felt someone grab him. Looking up, he saw that it was one of the boys protecting him.

The other boys from the car vanished.

"Come, get on the handlebar," said one of the boys.

Trevor Dukes was towed a street up onto the notorious Faucet Lane, where he was taken to a yard filled with armed youths.

"Kirk, them niggas just tried killing Trevor," said the youth who towed Trevor to the yard.

Kirk had his hair cut into a Mr. T do. As the star, multiple rope gold chains wrapped his neck. He wore a pair of shorts and a white net marina shirt, revealing a chiseled slim frame. The handles of two Desert Eagles showed from his waist. Dark shades graced his dark face.

"Trevor, why are you walking out here without your bodyguards?" he asked.

"I never felt the need to-"

"What?" Kirk interrupted. "Natty Blacks is out here. He's rolling with Michael Stewarts and their killing anything going against their campaign."

"It is rare that politicians are attacked, so I never seen no obligation in needing a bodyguard," explained Trevor.

"Star, whenever you're coming around, just make sure you inform me!" barked Kirk. "Mystro, use the Benz and take Trevor home."

"So you all are not going to tell me what's going on around here?" asked Trevor Dukes.

"War," stated Kirk, giving Trevor Dukes his back.

Trevor Dukes exited the yard. The narrow lane was lined with expensive vehicles he hadn't noticed on the way inside the yard. He saw a few boys out obviously guarding the lane. It saddened him to see that most of the boys were barely past puberty
, jumping off and engaging the men who exited the cable car. " Duck! " 

 The two man fired their guns at Trevor Dukes and the early two boys. 

 The early two boys returned ardor. 

 Trevor Dukes rested on the ground scared for his animation. Spent shells fall on him as the boys fired precisely above him. They were obviously protect him; he was sure they were from the Faucet Lane gang. 

 The shooting went on for close to three minutes. 

 When the gunfight finally stopped, Trevor Dukes felt someone snap up him. Looking up, he saw that it was one of the male child protecting him. 

 The early boys from the cable car vanished. 

 " Come, get on the handlebar, " said one of the boy. 

 Trevor Dukes was towed a street up onto the notorious Faucet Lane, where he was taken to a yard filled with armed youth. 

 " Kirk, them niggas merely tried killing Trevor, " said the youth who towed Trevor to the yard. 

 Kirk receive his hair's-breadth cut into a Mr. T do. As the star topology, multiple r-2 amber chains wrapped his neck. He wore a pair of shorts and a white net marina shirt, revealing a chiseled slender frame. The handles of two Desert Eagles showed from his waist. Dark shades graced his benighted face. 

 " Trevor, why are you walking out here without your bodyguards? " he ask. 

 " I never felt the motivation to- " 

 " What? " Kirk interrupted. " Natty Blacks is out here. He's rolling with Michael Stewarts and their killing anything going against their political campaign. " 

 " It is rare that politicians are attacked, so I never seen no obligation in needing a bodyguard, " explained Trevor. 

 " Star, whenever you're coming around, precisely make sure you inform me! " bark Kirk. " Mystro, use the Benz and claim Trevor home. " 

 " So you all are not rifle to tell me what's going on about here? " asked Trevor Dukes. 

 " War, " state Kirk, giving Trevor duke his back. 

 Trevor Dukes exited the yard. The narrow lane was lined with expensive vehicle he hadn't noticed on the way inside the cubic yard. He saw a few boys out obviously guard the lane. It saddened him to see that most of the boys were scantily past puberty
, julping off and engaging tme men who exiteb the cer. "Duck!"

Fhe two oen fired their guns at Trevlr Dukew and the other two bohs.

The othvr two bots rtturned fire.

Trevoc Dukes vzsted ln tke ground scared for his lhfe. Spent shelns fzll on him as the boys fired just abjve him. Tjey were obvioosly kroeectjng him; he was sure they were from the Falcet Lane gang.

The shooting went on for closf to three minutes.

When the gunplai figqlly stopped, Trevor Dukes felt somgone grab him. Looking up, he saw ghat nt was one if thf boys proterting rim.

The other boys frmm the var vanished.

"Coke, jet in the handlebar," said one of the boys.

Trgvor Dukes wcs towed a street up inro thg notmriojw Fxuctt Kahe, whege ie was takeh to a yard filled with armed uotnns.

"Kirk, them higgas jtst tried killing Trevor," said the youth whk towed Trevor to the yqrd.

Kirk had his hair fut into w Mr. T do. As the star, multiple rope gold chains wsappev fis ncck. Fw aore a pair of shorts and a white net marina fgitt, revealing a cmiseled slim frame. Tje randles of twu Desexf Sagles showed from his wayst. Dqrk shadef grsced his dark face.

"Trevor, wht are you wajjing out here withlut your bobyguarcs?" he asked.

"I never felt the ueed tk-"

"What?" Kirk lnterruptsa. "Natty Blacks ir olt hare. He's rolling with Michaql Stewarvs anb their yillong anrthing goijg against their campaigj."

"It id sare that ooliticians are attacked, so I nxter seen no onlhganion in nzeding a bodyguard," qxplained Trevpr.

"Star, chenevdr you're ckming acound, just mwke sure you hjform me!" barned Kirk. "Mysrro, yse the Cenz and take Yrevor home."

"So you aol are not going tp tglm me what's goiny in around here?" sskdd Ervvoc Dukqv.

"War," stated Nirk, gixong Tfevor Dukes fis nack.

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, jumping off and engaging the mEn who exiteD the cAr. "DUck!"

thE two Men fIred their guns aT trevOr Dukes and the other two bOys.

ThE oTHer tWO bOys reTurned fIRe.

tREvoR DUkEs rEsTEd On the GroUnd scarEd for his liFe. SPeNt shells fell ON hIm as the boyS fiRed just above Him. they weRe ObvIOusly ProTectiNg him; hE Was surE they were FrOM the FaUCet Lane GANg.

the sHooting went on for cLOsE To three minutes.

when thE gUNpLAY fiNalLy stopped, TReVor DuKEs felt sOMeONE GraB Him. Looking up, hE saw that it wAS onE of the BoYs pROtectiNg him.

thE OthEr boys from tHe caR vanished.

"come, geT On the haNDlebar," sAid one Of tHe bOys.

TREvOr dukEs WAs tOWeD a sTReeT up onto tHe NoTorioUs FaUCET lane, WheRe he Was taKen to a yard filLed With ARmeD youtHs.

"KirK, theM nIggas Just trIed kiLlIng Trevor," said thE youTh who toweD TrEvOr tO tHe yarD.

kirk haD hiS haIr cut inTo a Mr. T dO. as tHe STAR, mUltiple rope gold chaInS WRaPped his nEck. He wORe A pAIr of shorTs And A whiTE Net maRina SHiRt, revealIng a chISeLeD slim frAmE. The haNdLes Of tWo DesERt EaGles shOwed from His waISt. Dark shades grACed his dark facE.

"trEVOr, WHy arE yoU walking out Here WIthoUt yoUR bOdyGUards?" He askEd.

"i NeVEr felt the need to-"

"What?" kiRk inteRruptEd. "Natty Blacks Is out here. HE'S ROlling wiTh MiCHaEL Stewarts and thEir kiLling anythINg going aGainsT their caMpaign."

"It iS RAre that pOliTicIanS arE ATtAcked, so I never SEEn no ObLigatioN in Needing A boDygUarD," exPlAined TrevOr.

"Star, whEnEvEr YoU're CominG Around, juSt MakE sUre You inFOrm me!" bArked kirk. "myStRO, usE the BenZ AnD TAke TReVoR homE."

"So YoU all aRe noT GoiNg to telL me what's gOinG On arOuNd Here?" askEd Trevor Dukes.

"waR," stated KirK, gIviNg TrevOR dukes his Back.

Trevor Dukes exited thE Yard. The NarRow laNe waS lined witH exPensivE veHIcles hE hadn't NoticEd On tHE Way inSIDe The YaRd. He saw a feW BOys Out obViOuslY guardiNg the lane. It saddeneD Him To see that most Of tHe boYS WeRe bAReLY paSt PUbeRTY
, jumping off and engaging  the men w ho ex ite d t he  car . "D uck!"

The two menfired their guns at Tr evorDu k es a n dthe o ther tw o  b o y s.
T he  ot he r  t wo bo ysreturne d fire.

T rev or  Dukes reste d  o n the grou ndscared for h islife.Sp ent shell s f ell o n hima s theboys fire dj ust ab o ve him. T he y we re obviously prot e ct i ng him; he was  sureth e yw e refro m the Fauc et  Lane gang.
T he s h oot i ng went on fo r close tot hre e minu te s.When t he gu np l ayfinally sto pped , TrevorDukesf elt som e one gra b him.  Lo oki ng u p ,he  sa wt hat it  wa s  on e of the  b oy s pro tect i n g him. 

T he o therboys from the  ca r va n ish ed.
"Come , ge ton th e hand lebar ,"  said one of th e bo ys.

Trev orDu kes  w as to w ed a s tre etup onto  the no t ori ou s F au cet Lane, where he  w a s  t aken toa yard fi ll e d with a rm edyout h s .

"K irk, th em nigga s just tr ie d killi ng  Trevo r, " s aid  they outh  who t owed Tre vor t o  the yard.

Ki r k had his hai r  c u t  i n to a  Mr . T do. Asthes tar,  mul t ip ler ope g old c ha i ns wrapped his neck. H ewore a  pair  of shorts an d a whiten e t  marinashir t ,r evealing a chi seled  slim fram e . The ha ndles  of twoDesert Ea g l es showe d f rom  hi s w a i st . Dark shades g race dhis dar k f ace.

" Tre vor , w hyar e you wal king out  h er ewi tho ut yo u r bodygu ar ds? "heasked . 

"I n everfelt  t he nee d to-""W h a t?"Ki rk  int err up ted."Nat t y B lacks i s out her e.H e'sro ll ing wit h Michael Ste wa rts and th ei r k illing a nythinggoing against their cam p aign."
"I t israre  that pol iti ciansare attack ed, so  I ne ve r s e e n noo b li gat io n in needi n g  abodyg ua rd,"  explai ned Trevor.

"Star ,  wh enever you're  co ming a ro und ,  j u stma k e s u r e you inform me !" barkedKi r k.  "Mystro,u seth e Benzand tak e Tre v or home ."

"So y ou all ar enotg o ing  to tell m e what's  going on aroun d  h ere?"  as ked Tr ev orDukes .

"Wa r ,"state d Kirk ,giving  Trev or  Dukes h is back.

Trevor Dukesexited  theyar d. The na rro w  la ne was li nedwith expen siv e v ehicl esh e had n'tn ot ice d  on t he w a y insidet he  ya r d .He saw a fe w b oys  outobv i ouslyguar ding the lane. It saddened him t o se e tha t m o st o fthe boys werebar el y past pub er ty
, jumping_off and_engaging the men who_exited the_car._"Duck!"

The two_men_fired their guns_at Trevor Dukes_and the other two_boys.

The other two_boys_returned fire.

Trevor Dukes rested on the ground scared for his life. Spent shells fell_on_him as_the_boys_fired just above him. They_were obviously protecting him; he_was sure_they were from the Faucet Lane gang.

The shooting_went_on for close_to three minutes.

When the gunplay finally stopped, Trevor Dukes_felt someone grab him. Looking up,_he saw that_it_was_one of the boys_protecting him.

The other boys from the_car vanished.

"Come, get on the handlebar,"_said one of the boys.

Trevor Dukes was_towed a street up onto the_notorious Faucet Lane, where he_was taken_to a yard filled with_armed youths.

"Kirk, them_niggas just_tried killing Trevor,"_said the youth who towed Trevor_to the yard.

Kirk_had his hair cut into a_Mr._T do. As_the_star,_multiple rope_gold chains wrapped_his_neck. He_wore_a pair of shorts and a_white_net marina shirt, revealing a chiseled slim_frame. The handles of_two_Desert Eagles showed from_his waist. Dark shades graced_his dark face.

"Trevor, why are you_walking out_here without_your bodyguards?" he asked.

"I never felt the need to-"

"What?" Kirk interrupted._"Natty Blacks is out here. He's_rolling with Michael Stewarts_and their_killing_anything going against_their_campaign."

"It is_rare that politicians are attacked, so I_never seen_no obligation in needing a bodyguard,"_explained Trevor.

"Star, whenever you're_coming_around, just make sure you inform_me!" barked Kirk. "Mystro, use the_Benz and take Trevor home."

"So_you_all_are not going to tell_me what's going on around here?"_asked Trevor Dukes.

"War,"_stated Kirk, giving Trevor Dukes his back.

Trevor_Dukes_exited the yard. The narrow lane_was_lined with expensive vehicles he hadn't_noticed_on_the way inside the yard._He saw a few boys out_obviously guarding the lane. It saddened him to see_that most of_the boys were barely past_puberty