Fresh Out by Caujuan Mayo

Author:Caujuan Mayo [Mayo, Caujuan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Literature & Fiction, United States, African American, Urban, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense, Thrillers & Suspense, Crime, Two Hours or More (65-100 Pages), Genre Fiction, Crime Fiction
Amazon: B015RPTMJW
Publisher: Uprock Publications
Published: 2015-09-23T04:00:00+00:00

6 I’LL TAKE YOU TO WAR

Bullets rang out as Dee sat eating at a taco shop located on The Four Corners Of Death. The Four Corners was o Imperial Ave and a hotspot for death and niggas slippin. Dee knew better than to be out right now during a war but he got hungry and knew the taco shop on Imperial had the best burritos so he took his chances. That was his first mistake. His second was underestimating the power of JBone.

Dee quickly took cover as one of the young homies he was with immediately drew his gun and started letting o in the direction of the gunfire. Two innocent church ladies walking across the street got hit and killed on impact. Dee scurried for cover while simultaneously reaching for his gun. Slippin number two, he left it in the car. “Shit!” Dee felt like a sitting duck. All he could do was stay low and pray that the ordeal would be over a lot sooner than later. Pandemonium developed as people ran and took cover fighting to get away to safety. Most made it, some was not so lucky as the Mack-11 spit out the stolen Buick and lit up the taco shop. Rat-a-tat-tat-tat!

“Take that mutha fucka!” The young Skyline hit crew known as The Goon Squad yelled out as they rolled by shooting. The Goon Squad was a couple of Skyline hot heads that ran with J-Bone and was serious when it came to putting in work. Nothing and nobody was o limits. Between the crew they had over 50 bodies up under their belt. Make that 51 as 4 bullets caught the nigga Dee was with in the head, neck, leg and torso, sending his body into convulsions as he dropped his gun and hit the ground.

The car skidded o , disappeared and was gone as quick as it arrived. Dee was safe but his man was dead. Dee looked over to his left, only to find the homie dead, lying in his own blood with his eyes still open. It was an image that Dee would never be able to shake from his mind.

“Blood that nigga J-Bone’s bout ta pay with his life!” Dee said, as he hurried to his feet and shook the spot before law enforcement arrived.

Dee jumped in his ride and headed back to the honeycomb hideout. Eight niggas sat playing bones and smoking weed as Dee busted through the door. “Blood, that nigga got me fucked up!” Dee spat, looking frantic and stumbling in. “They killed B-Rock blood!” B-Rock was the young gunner that was with Dee who caught the four bullets.

“Who killed B-Rock?” One of the eight soldiers sitting at the table asked as he got up reaching for his gun that was lying to the side.

“Who you think? That nigga J-Bone. Who else?” Dee shot back, looking at the young nigga like he was stupid for not using common sense.

“So why we sitting here talking for? Let’s strap up and get active,” another nigga sitting at the table bellowed.

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