Every Bullet Gotta Name 2 by Robert Cost

Author:Robert Cost [COST, ROBERT]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: United States, Urban, Urban Life, African American, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction
Amazon: B00TE7PSGG
Publisher: True Glory Publications
Published: 2015-02-08T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 4

It was 10 o’clock on the dot when Yello and J.B. pulled up in the high class suburban neighborhood of Crystal Lakes. Approximately 12 hours from now, their little sister was supposed to be buried. They figured this would be the best time to avenge her death. They thought of it as a pre-anniversary present.

Judging by the look of the houses in this area, they could tell O.G. Blue-Jay was strapped. These houses were close to being mansions. With three to four car garages, all of them probably costing anywhere from five hundred thousand to a million a piece. They weren’t surprised though because if he was running in stores like Check-N-Go, then he had to be living above average.

J.B. glanced at the address in his hand, then focused his eyes back on the houses as Yello continued to circle the neighborhood with murder on his mind. They only drove for a few minutes before J.B. spotted the house.

“That’s it right there,” J.B. announced, pointing to the house Yello just drove by. Yello hit the brakes and drove in reverse until he was directly in front of the house his brother pointed at. J.B. looked at the address on the paper again, then back at the house. “This it right here, Blood.” J.B. put the piece of paper in his pocket and unfastened his seat belt. “You ready to eat this Crab food?'

“What you think,” Yello answered.

He cut off the headlights and put the car in park. He decided to leave the engine running to insure their quick getaway. Besides, they ain’t plan on being here long anyway. With the kind of heat they were packing, they knew this would be a quick hit.

Yello and J.B. stepped out the all red Acura Legend dressed from head to toe in army fatigue. This was war and they were dressed to play the part. Yello popped the trunk and him and J.B. took out two pair of night vision goggles and put them over their face. Once that was secured, they grabbed both AK-47’s out of the trunk and equipped them with reversible clips. Between the two of them, they had 100 shots a piece and they planned on giving them all to O.G. Blue-Jay.

After Yello closed the trunk, the duo made their way to the backyard of their assailant’s house. They had to jump his six foot privacy fence, but that was nothing. Growing up in the projects, jumping fences from cops came second nature for any black male.

They examined the back of the two story home and tried to figure out where O.G. Blue-Jay was at. With the lights on in various rooms throughout the house, it was impossible for them to pin point his exact location. What ever he was doing, they were sure he was sitting down somewhere because they noticed no in house movement.

With the high powered ammunition the AK held, they could just stand in his backyard and spray his crib up and be guaranteed to hit something.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.