Fallen Angels

chapter twenty

“those fuckers," Dave roared once I had finish telling him what happened.

We were currently in his car and on our way to one of my trap houses. If I was going to find out who tried to kill my sister, then I had to get my men involved.

The Trap was usually where the drugs, guns and money was handled. I didn't like to go there often but I had to since I was the boss.

“they're gonna pay, Dave. They'll pay with blood," I growled.

My heart clenched in sadness and I wanted nothing more than to break down in tears but I had to keep a cold stare on. There couldn't be any weakness in my personality.

After a while, we pulled up to the Trap. Guards were surrounding the building with pump rifles and each of them had a pit bull with them.

Dave and I got out of the car and made our way to the door. The guards nodded in my direction and dapped up Dave. We entered the building and everything was running smoothly.

However, I didn't have time to check everything out. I made my way to my office that had an adjoining room and changed my outfit. I decided on a pair of black leggings, a tank top and a black leather jacket with my black Air max.

I tucked my gun into my waist and put my hair up in a messy bun before coming out. My hand was twitching to kill whoever shot Crissy but I had to be patient. My mind was brought back from my murderous thoughts when someone knocked on the door.

“come in," I called.

A few seconds later, the door opened, revealing a short red head girl.

“what can I do for you, Ann?"

“I think it might be the Vipers who shot Crissy," she went straight to the point.

“I have a feeling that you're right. Now, I'm just gonna kidnap them one by one until I find the source," I smirked bitterly.

“can I be of assistance?" Ann asked with a sinister smirk.

“of course," I smirked.

After that was said, Ann walked towards the door and opened it for me. I shook my head at her while she laughed. When I was outside on the corridor, I had full view of everyone who was stacking dope.

“yow, everybody. Listen up!" I shouted.

In a matter of seconds I got everyone's attention. I smirked.

“Now, y'all know by now that Crissy got shot. I want every motherf*cker who was involved. And I want them alive," I snapped.

“I don't want anyone to sleep or rest any at all until those fuckers are dead," I growled.

“Boss, we have a rat among us," someone shouted.

What?

A rat meant a snitch and in this gang, rats were always killed. Always.

“who is it?" Ann asked.

“it's um...Chad," Dave gulped.

Chad was a member of my crew who always hussled the dope for the gang. To say I was shocked would be an understatement.

“explain. Now," I growled.

“he's giving information about our operations to the enemy,"

“the vipers?"

“no, the Spartans," Dave answered.

“bring Chad to the basement," I smiled coldly.

With that, I went to my and took a couple shots of Gray Goose. After I was pumped, I made my way to the basement. When I reached the door, I made my face void of emotion and smirked.

I was gonna fuck shit up.