Let me just start by saying this; None of it was my fault and I shouldn't be in here right now. Leah told us nobody was going to get hurt. I'm Leviathan Sam Devins, Levi for short. Some people call me L.S.D. because it's a drug, if you didn't know. My role in the Condas was Dealer. I was the guy that stood on street corners selling stepped on pot and heroin for large amounts of money (That's illegal, too? Oops). Anyways, as I was saying, I shouldn't have enven been there last night. If you hadn't noticed, I got the shit beat out of me when I was mugged. I went back to the warehouse to get help from our medic, Julia, when I saw the red bandana on the ground, worn by the Condas enemy gang, the Red Vipers. I put it in my pocket and hoped it only meant the assassin's were posing as Vipers to attempt an assassination on the Viper's second-in-command, Corey Ramirez, 'cause I heard from Gideon and Amelia, our top assassins, that Leah was planning the murder. So, after I picked up the bandana, I was trying to be cautious as I walked through the warehouse we Condas call home. When I turned the corner from the sleeping quarters to the drug room, I was cheap shotted in the back of the head, and I woke up in the back of a cop car. That's all I know.
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Don't Stop
Fiksi RemajaA gang of teenage rebels named the Black Condas look to take over the city of San Francisco with their "buisness". They plan on making themselves known, and it's working, until one day theyre hired to do a dangerous job, and everything goes to Hell.
