It had been two weeks and he still had his men following my sister. I was honestly getting pissed did the man not get the message, leave her alone. Keep of pushing obviously she wasn't going to say or do anything. And I'm pretty sure whoever it was has done their research by now and knows who I am. Quite honestly whoever this was about to get a bullet to the dome. We where out to lunch when one of my men informed me that, they had followed us and where down the street.
"You know what I'm tired of this shit block them in it's time to have a chat with whoever this is." I looked at my sister and told her to go to my house. This shit ends to fucking day.
His men had been boxed in they called their Don to let them know. No guns where drawn just boxed in. Just as they were about to get out a knock at the window came from the drive side. The driver drew his gun and let down the window. He did not expect to see a woman none the less she could be part of it all. He wasn't taking any changes. He pointed the gun at her and she just smiled. What was wrong with this woman. I don't appreciate you following around my sister for whatever reason that may be. But please tell whoever it is in charge to call this silly game off.
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THEE QUEEN PIN & THEE DON
General FictionSalim Lesson aka Peace,or Madame to some. The queen pin on her side of town nothing moved until she said so. Her pull went so far even they mayor, chief of police and any sitting city Council knew better. She is that girl, but humble about it. Sali...
