Dominion by Randy Alcorn

Author:Randy Alcorn
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Mystery, Spirituality, Fiction, Religion, Suspense, Adult, Thriller
ISBN: 1590525930
Publisher: Multnomah Books
Published: 1996-01-01T22:00:00+00:00

“Wanna see yo’ crib,” GC said to Ty. The boy felt privileged an OG wanted to spend time with him. He didn’t realize that like any gang general, GC wanted to check out all possibilities for hiding dope and arms. Every new recruit meant more resources, more possibilities, more dominion.

Ty and GC came over in mid-afternoon, Ty thinking his uncle would be at work. But Clarence had arrived home early. He watched them coming up the front walkway. GC’s swagger was smooth, well-established. It fit him like old jeans. Ty’s swagger, in contrast, seemed forced and self-conscious. Clarence eyed GC’s glistening jheri curls, early Michael Jackson.

“Hey, Ty,” Clarence said as he opened the front door, trying to be friendly but startling his nephew. “What are you doin?”

Ty shrugged his shoulders. “Jus’ hangin’.”

“Who you hangin’ with?” Clarence and Ty both looked at GC.

“We road dogs,” GC said smoothly.

“Road dogs?”

“Best friends,” GC said.

“Does my nephew’s best friend have a name?”

“Name’s GC,” Ty said.

“Hi, GC. Good to meet you.” Clarence extended his hand. GC passed his fingers lightly over Clarence’s. “What’s GC stand for?” Clarence asked him.

“Gangster Cool,” GC said, eyes not flinching.

“How’d you get that moniker? Choose it? Or earn it?”

“Earned it.”

“Well, if you’re going to hang with my nephew you better change your name. Gangsters aren’t welcome here.”

While Ty’s face contorted, GC just smiled, looking cool, as always.

“The gang’s got nothing but death for you,” Clarence said. “Today you’re GC, tomorrow you’re GD.”

“Say what?”

“Gangster Dead.”

GC glared at Clarence, testing him with the thousand-yard stare at a one-yard distance. He looked like a lion eyeing a zebra and trying to decide whether he’s hungry enough to bother. Clarence stared back, gaze boring hard into GC’s. The dynamic began to shift. For a moment, GC felt more like the zebra in the gaze of the lion.

“Never mind, Li’l GC,” the gangster said to Ty. “Let’s go.”

Clarence put his hand on his nephew’s shoulder, but Ty shrugged it off. Clarence wanted to hold him back. He wasn’t sure what this gangster had mumbled to Ty, but it sounded like he’d called him “Li’l GC.” Clarence’s heart sank as he watched the two walk down the sidewalk.

“Whassup, cuz?” GC called to two teen boys coming their way.

“Hey, cuzzins.” The two boys raised their fists high and signaled back something to GC and Ty. GC threw up a salute to his head with the cupped right hand that showed the Crip “C” and a clever turn of the left hand fingers that represented a six for 60s. Ty followed suit, flashing a more awkward Rollin’ 60s sign.

If he’d had any doubts remaining, as he looked at the boys now, Clarence knew with certainty he wasn’t watching three gangsters, but four.

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