Kimberly’s shift at Angel’s bakery has just ended as she made her way to the terminal to catch a bus. The time was 4:03pm which meant that there was little time for her to walk Rex to the dog park before going to Luis’ birthday party later that evening.
After her dismissal from the marines, Oscar had set her up with his brother, Kelvin who owned the bakery. The pay was decent, at least she had to keep herself busy, and also have a good cover for her double life.
She got to the terminal and joined the small crowd to wait. It wasn’t long before a bus arrived and they all boarded it after some of the previous passengers alighted.
She took a seat beside a window and enjoyed a view of the city as she got closer and closer to her apartment.
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Luis was relaxing in his pool at the back of his mansion, with Marco his right hand man when one of his men walked up to them.
“Boss.”
He said with a slight bow.
“Lucas.”
“One of our stash houses was hit this morning.”
There was silence for a while, which made Lucas fidget.
Luis watched as Marco emerged from the pool, his arms, chest and back full of numerous black tattoos on pale skin. At over 6”4 he was an intimidating figure made of raw muscles.
“And?”
He asked impatiently.
“They made away with two kilograms of our product.”
Marco was now standing few inches away from Lucas.
“And what did you do to stop them?”
His enforcer asked.
Lucas swallowed and stuttered for a while, as he tried to find the right words to say but his mouth failed him.
Without warning, Marco landed a punch squarely on the young man’s nose which made a dull crack sound and immediately started dripping blood. He made to raise his fist again in the air when Luis stopped him.
“That’s enough.”
He knew how volatile Marco was. He did not want to risk disposing off a body when there were event planners decorating the house interiors for the party later that evening.
“Who was responsible for this?”
He further inquired from Lucas.
“The bloods.”
This African American gang had been their major rival for years in the city. Despite both sides taking heavy casualties during several clash, none of them were ready to opt out of the drug market in Atlanta.
“Boss. We have to answer them in the same manner.”
Marco said while heaving like a bull.
While Luis appreciated having this huge beast of a man on his side, he knew that the man lacked brains over the brawls he had.
“We have been doing the same thing over and over again for years without any positive results. It is time to try a different approach.”
Another of his men walked up to the pool and announced that some of the guests had started arriving.
Luis came out of the pool, dried himself with a towel and walked into the house ready to party.
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Kimberly tossed the ball for the upteenth time and waited as Rex ran after it. They had been playing the game of fetch for a while, which was what most owners where engaging their pets with at the dog park, when she saw a man approaching her with his black pit bull terrier.
“Hello.”
The man called out to her politely.
“Hi”
She responded.
“I’m Bryan.”
“Kimberly.”
“Not that I’m telling you what to do, but don’t you think he has had enough exercise for today? He’s been at it for a while now.”
The man said while patting her dog who had returned with the ball in his mouth.
She smiled and said.
“Only if he could complain.”
She took a proper look at him and saw he was quite good looking, and tall too. His hazel eyes and well chiseled jaw had this alluring effect on her.
Rex was now playing with Bryan’s dog as they were discussing.
So what’s your dog’s name?
She asked.
“Jack.”
“Yours?”
“Rex.”
“She definitely looks like a Rex.”
“How does a Rex look like?”
“You really want to know?”
“Yeah.”
“Maybe when next we see I’ll tell you.”
She looked at him with a feigned pout and said.
“That is one clever way of setting a dog park date.”
“If you wish to place labels on it.”
He replied with hands raised in mock surrender.
“Same time on Wednesday then.”
“Alright.”
She bent down and attached the chain to Rex’s collar before they hurriedly left the dog park.
She had a birthday party to attend.
Kimberly entered Luis’ mansion for the first time and took in the splendor of the aesthetics. The interior decorators had done a great job planning this party.The building was a gothic styled house with golden chandeliers hanging on its high ceilings,purple Persian rugs adorned the floor, white marbles decorated the walls and a dining table made of mahogany with golden candle stands were some of the things she took note of when entered the building.The man sure had taste and was a lover of luxury. One of the waiters offered her a glass of champagne from his tray which she took a sip from while looking around the small crowd of about forty people for the celebrant. She took a walk across the hall towards the back of the mansion where there was a transparent wall made of glass which made the pool outside visible from where she stood.A man in suit was patrolling the perimeter of the compound. In her experience, a little bulge at the edge of the jacket meant he was
Jamal was pacing the waiting room in Atlanta general hospital, while his wife sat on one of the chairs sobbing quietly.Their six years old daughter, Mia had complained of sharp pains in her abdomen during dinner before she lost consciousness during their family movie night. He had dialed 911 immediately, and tried resuscitating her as she wasn’t breathing. Few minutes later, the ambulance arrived, placed her on oxygen and took her to the hospital.The nurses scrambling about did nothing to ease his tension since they arrived two hours earlier.“Mr West?”A doctor asked him.“Yes.”“Please follow me.” The doctor led the way through a corridor, while his wife followed them closely behind till they got to his office.“You may have your seats.”The doctor pointed to two chairs in front of the table opposite his.“After several tests, your daughter was diagnosed of renal failure. We’re lucky to have caught it early before it progressed to terminal stage but we are not out
Bryan entered the DEA’s building, greeting several of his colleagues as he made for his office. He was almost at his office door when his phone chimed.He opened the message which read.‘Crucial meeting at the conference room by 8:30am’It was from Ben, the Agent in charge of the Atlanta’s DEA division.Bryan entered his tidy office, removed his jacket and opened his drawer to bring out a file filled with several short notes he had written on the Italian mafia. He was engrossed with what he was doing that he did not realize when his partner got to his office door.“Hey.”Jamal called out to him.“Hey man, come in. How long have you been standing out there?”“Just got here now.”Jamal said as he entered the office and took a seat.“How are you holding up? I heard about what happened to your daughter.”“I’m fine. It’s my wife I’m worried about. She was up all night crying her eyes out.”“I’m so sorry man.”“Thanks a lot.”“You could use some rest too. You look tired.”Bryan said after
Trey was seated on a leather couch in the ‘Crib’, listening to music from some of the upcoming Hip-hop rappers in the hood, as he watched two sixteen years old boys break down a a kilogram of cocaine, also called a brick into a thousand transparent bags, with the help of small digital scales.This crib he supervised was one of many that the Bloods had, scattered all around the city. Being a small man of five feet, he had always been underestimated which he used to his advantage. However, his reputation in the gang for being tenacious earned him the nickname;’Big Trey.’Though he may be small physically, he did a lot of big things, like robbing the Italian Mafia two days ago.As one of the four leaders of the gang, he was in charge of the distribution of drugs on an wholesale level, which covered about eight residential blocks in this neighborhood. Living up to the age of twenty eight, big Trey considered himself lucky, being that most men in the ‘game’
Khalil and his childhood friend, Ayo were almost done breaking down the last brick of cocaine for the day when there was a knock at the door.“Yo! Reduce the volume.”Big Trey instructed.Khalil immediately went to the boom box speaker, and turned the control dial in an anti-clockwise direction.There was a knock again. Much louder this time.“Go see who’s there.”Big Trey said to Khalil who immediately went to the door, and peeped through the hole before he opened it and went outside, the door behind him.“What are you looking for?”He asked the woman standing in front of him.“I’m looking for Maureen. She texted me this place as her address.”“There’s no one bearing that name here.”“What about your neighbors?”“The landlord evicted everyone.”The woman looked at him suspiciously, then he added“My mum and I will be moving anytime from now.”“Okay. Thanks for your help.”She said as she made for the stairs.‘That was a close one.’Khalil thought.He entered the Crib and took a seco
The agents who made up the new task force were assembled at Bryan’s office officially ,for the first time. They had been brainstorming for the past hour with little result, despite having pulled their resources together from their previous investigations on the Blood gang and Italian mafia respectively.His office had a few papers on the floor which had fallen from the numerous ones scattered across his desk.The evidence board on the wall was empty, as there was no substantial information to pin on it .“The gangs are constantly evolving. It’s much more difficult to apprehend these criminals because they are always finding new ways to evade us.”Justin complained.“Yeah. They’ve known most of the tricks in our books.”Maggie supported.“There will always be a loop hole somewhere.”Bryan opined.“So far there has been none.”Jamal pointed out the obvious.“Even though the Italian mafia and the Blood gang are rivals, I have this gut feeling that there is a connection between them.”B
Standing behind the one-way mirror, Bryan watched as Maggie and Justin stood up from their seats in the interrogation room, and made for the door. They had been questioning Khalil for some minutes , but so far, the teenager had refused to talk.‘Snitches get stitches.’Was a code that was upheld by most gangs.“Hey. I guess you enjoyed the scene you just watched.”Justin said to Bryan in his usual manner.“I would have, if not for your ugly face in it.”Bryan quipped.“Well…. You saw the whole thing yourself. It’s like we’ve hit a wall.”Maggie said, with resignation in her voice.“On the bright side, he has not demanded for a lawyer yet.”Jamal pointed out.“I and my partner will going in now. Seat tight with your popcorn, and watch how it’s done.”Bryan bragged before leaving for the interrogation room.“Also get your notes, cos you’ll be needing it.”Jamal added before following Bryan.“Let’s use our Good cop/Bad cop method.”Jamal suggested, on their way to the interrogation roo
Bryan shot his pistol three times, then pressed the button on the wall which drew his human cardboard target closer to where he was.“Not bad.”Kimberly shouted in the midst of the gunshots from other shooters, who we’re practicing in the shooting range.His target had a hole on the side of its head, on a shoulder and in the middle of its torso.“My turn.”She said after replacing the bullet ridden target with a new one, and pressing the button on the wall, which pushed it away till it got to forty meters away from where she stood.She took the pistol from Bryan, and took a deep breath, with legs apart and shoulders in an upright posture before firing thrice.Her target had a hole in the center of its head, neck and chest.“You’re really good.”Bryan complimented her.“Yeah I know. That’s why I picked this place for our second date.”Kimberly replied.“You’re weird and spontaneous. I like it.”He said, then he pecked her on the cheek.“Let’s go for another round.”She said.“You’re n
Bryan and Jamal were waiting in their car, which was parked on the driveway of a semi detached duplex, when Bryan spoke, while reading from his phone.“The police report just came in. The place is registered to a Marco Silvester, who has a long rap sheet.Assault, breaking and entering , armed robbery, racketeering, two DUIs and larceny.”“He definitely fits the profile of a gang member.”Jamal replied.The house, which was the address Pascal had given them was empty, but they descided to remain put since it was the only lead they had so far in their investigation.An hour had almost passed, when the home owner arrived in his car.“Hey. He’s here.””Bryan called out to his sleeping partner.The two agents came out of their vehicle and approached the huge man who looked like a bouncer.“Excuse me sir. Are you the home owner?”Bryan asked the man.“Yes I am. Is there any problem?”He asked.“We are from the Drug Enforcement Agency, and we need you to accompany us to our office for q
Kimberly entered the casino,and made her way to the cashier where she bought five hundred dollars worth of chips.She then made her way around the room, watching the different sections before finally settling for the easiest one she seemed to understand, which was dice.She had no interest in gambling that evening, rather she was here to check this place out, which was a front for the Russian drug cartel.Looking around, she saw three goons standing guard at different angles in the hexagon shaped room.“New game! Entry fee is two hundred dollars.”The commentator announced.Kimberly counted the equivalent amount worth of chips, and dropped it on the board, along side five other players.The rule of the game was simple.Each player was expected to roll two dice, while the player with the least outcome was eliminated from each round.The first player rolled a seven, followed by the second who rolled a four. Kimberly rolled next and got a nine, which meant she qualified for the next roun
Pascal, the taller man of the two drug dealers who was arrested had demanded for a lawyer.Bryan watched from behind the one-way mirror as Maggie and Justin entered the interrogation room, and sat together opposite the public defense lawyer and his client.“My client has substantial information that will help in dismantling the Italian mafia. What are you willing to offer him?”The lawyer asked.“We need to know how credible his information is before we make a deal.”Justin replied.“He will remain in your custody, while you verify the authenticity of his statement.”The lawyer said.“That’s reasonable.”Maggie replied.“But my client is asking for immediate release, an expungement of his past criminal record from the system, and the sum of five thousand dollars to help with his relocation from this city. That is after his information checks out.”The lawyer proposed.“These demands are excessive.”Jamal debated.“Then my client has nothing to say to you.”The lawyer countered.“We’
The members of the task force were seated in the conference room while Mr Ben addressed them.“I want to commend you all for a job well done yesterday. By putting a dent in the Blood gang, our office was able to make one of the biggest arrests in years, all thanks to you.After prosecuting the suspects, the city will be free of a considerable amount of illegal drugs. However, the Italian mafia are still at large. Without the bloods to operate in their territory, the Italian mafia will likely expand their operations, thereby making our efforts to be wasted. I assure you all that if you’re able to crack this case, you will be promoted. Do not relent. Continue chasing as many leads as possible. You will get a break in no time.”Mr Ben encouraged them, before he walked out of the room.“How are we to go about this? None of those we arrested were willing to talk when we interrogated them.”Justin said in dismay.“How about you ask your informant if they will be able to help us?”Maggie
Bryan shot his pistol three times, then pressed the button on the wall which drew his human cardboard target closer to where he was.“Not bad.”Kimberly shouted in the midst of the gunshots from other shooters, who we’re practicing in the shooting range.His target had a hole on the side of its head, on a shoulder and in the middle of its torso.“My turn.”She said after replacing the bullet ridden target with a new one, and pressing the button on the wall, which pushed it away till it got to forty meters away from where she stood.She took the pistol from Bryan, and took a deep breath, with legs apart and shoulders in an upright posture before firing thrice.Her target had a hole in the center of its head, neck and chest.“You’re really good.”Bryan complimented her.“Yeah I know. That’s why I picked this place for our second date.”Kimberly replied.“You’re weird and spontaneous. I like it.”He said, then he pecked her on the cheek.“Let’s go for another round.”She said.“You’re n
Standing behind the one-way mirror, Bryan watched as Maggie and Justin stood up from their seats in the interrogation room, and made for the door. They had been questioning Khalil for some minutes , but so far, the teenager had refused to talk.‘Snitches get stitches.’Was a code that was upheld by most gangs.“Hey. I guess you enjoyed the scene you just watched.”Justin said to Bryan in his usual manner.“I would have, if not for your ugly face in it.”Bryan quipped.“Well…. You saw the whole thing yourself. It’s like we’ve hit a wall.”Maggie said, with resignation in her voice.“On the bright side, he has not demanded for a lawyer yet.”Jamal pointed out.“I and my partner will going in now. Seat tight with your popcorn, and watch how it’s done.”Bryan bragged before leaving for the interrogation room.“Also get your notes, cos you’ll be needing it.”Jamal added before following Bryan.“Let’s use our Good cop/Bad cop method.”Jamal suggested, on their way to the interrogation roo
The agents who made up the new task force were assembled at Bryan’s office officially ,for the first time. They had been brainstorming for the past hour with little result, despite having pulled their resources together from their previous investigations on the Blood gang and Italian mafia respectively.His office had a few papers on the floor which had fallen from the numerous ones scattered across his desk.The evidence board on the wall was empty, as there was no substantial information to pin on it .“The gangs are constantly evolving. It’s much more difficult to apprehend these criminals because they are always finding new ways to evade us.”Justin complained.“Yeah. They’ve known most of the tricks in our books.”Maggie supported.“There will always be a loop hole somewhere.”Bryan opined.“So far there has been none.”Jamal pointed out the obvious.“Even though the Italian mafia and the Blood gang are rivals, I have this gut feeling that there is a connection between them.”B
Khalil and his childhood friend, Ayo were almost done breaking down the last brick of cocaine for the day when there was a knock at the door.“Yo! Reduce the volume.”Big Trey instructed.Khalil immediately went to the boom box speaker, and turned the control dial in an anti-clockwise direction.There was a knock again. Much louder this time.“Go see who’s there.”Big Trey said to Khalil who immediately went to the door, and peeped through the hole before he opened it and went outside, the door behind him.“What are you looking for?”He asked the woman standing in front of him.“I’m looking for Maureen. She texted me this place as her address.”“There’s no one bearing that name here.”“What about your neighbors?”“The landlord evicted everyone.”The woman looked at him suspiciously, then he added“My mum and I will be moving anytime from now.”“Okay. Thanks for your help.”She said as she made for the stairs.‘That was a close one.’Khalil thought.He entered the Crib and took a seco
Trey was seated on a leather couch in the ‘Crib’, listening to music from some of the upcoming Hip-hop rappers in the hood, as he watched two sixteen years old boys break down a a kilogram of cocaine, also called a brick into a thousand transparent bags, with the help of small digital scales.This crib he supervised was one of many that the Bloods had, scattered all around the city. Being a small man of five feet, he had always been underestimated which he used to his advantage. However, his reputation in the gang for being tenacious earned him the nickname;’Big Trey.’Though he may be small physically, he did a lot of big things, like robbing the Italian Mafia two days ago.As one of the four leaders of the gang, he was in charge of the distribution of drugs on an wholesale level, which covered about eight residential blocks in this neighborhood. Living up to the age of twenty eight, big Trey considered himself lucky, being that most men in the ‘game’