The section above is from 'Attached'
^^^This is from 'Everyone Wants More' ^^^
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"The whole lot of y'all breathe too fucking loud" I ran my fingers along my gun and pushed the one in back to the front of my pants.
"We in the back of a u-haul and it's too many-"
"Shh"
The van stopped suddenly, and there was loud talking.
"Give me the keys!"
"Get ready" Miles mumbled and his voice seemed to float through the air. "For Dex"
Dexter got pulled and robbed just about five hours ago. He had two bullets in his leg, and one in his arm.
Now there were twenty two boys in the back of a u-haul, riding 'round 6th street.
There was a banging on the side of the truck, and that made me concentrate more on my breathing.
One of their crack houses were just down the street.
There was a click, and the door rolled up, revealing the people on the other side of our guns.
That put them in a very unfortunate situation.
Those in the front of the truck shot only, and then everybody creeped out of the u-haul.
Some with raid bug foggers and duct tape.
Everyone had a gas mask on their neck though.
We crept slowly and moved as one unit.
We split up when we were close though.
The majority stayed behind.
We needed the foggers to set up first.
I stayed a little behind them, and started for the roof.