The Book Of Syn (Newly Edited) ✔️

45- Deathlist

Chapter Forty Five

Zeno

Two weeks later

I sat down and looked at all the guns that were laid out across the table.

"You really think we're going to be able to off Xavion with no damn problem?" Avant asked as he picked up the semi automatic shotgun and pointed it at my Marilyn Monroe painting.

"We not gonna off Xavion, not so quick. We just gonna off the niggas that makes his river flow. You remember the niggas that shot your ass and tortured you back at the warehouse?"

"Clear as day. If you talking about killing them bitches, I don't give a fuck if I have a bad back, they are getting killed." There had to be a reason why Avant was on board. Even though most of me didn't want him to be in that type of situation because of losing him again, I wanted him to really end his enemies.

"You got to wear a bulletproof vest though because I can't afford you getting shot again. You have a cane now, the next time it will be a damn wheelchair." "Nigga I ain't out here playing." He cocked the gun and looked at me. "These dead niggas out here."

I heard a knock at the door. I walked over and opened the door to see Game and Andrea standing there.

Me and Game managed to sit our differences aside and become brothers meaning I was around more and we came back to our old brother ways. We went back to the pair that Xavion couldn't fuck with at all. Xavion knew that with us two together, there was no way that he would be able to tear us apart. The only thing that seemed awkward was just seeing Syn most of the time and knowing that she was pregnant with the knowledge that this could be my child and we weren't together. I still was a going to be a father no matter what though. It could be the most weirdest thing known to man when it comes to a man being the father of a child but their mother is married to their uncle. We still were going to be a family.

"You wanted a sniper, I give you Andrea."

"So what I ain't good enough or something?" she snapped and I looked at Game.

"Man it aint even that," I said. She walked inside with her sniper rifle in place and leaned on the wall looking at me. It still disturbed me being in the same room as any one of them, "Yall like a walking death note, when niggas see y'all it's cats. They fucking scatter."

"You think these cats gonna see their death wish from atop of a building or nah? Because no one sees a bullet coming at them and I'm doing it for free, I don't do shit for free."

Avant cleared his throat as he cocked the shotgun and smiled from ear to ear.

"Man I'm ready to kill some niggas."

"Who's the first jackass we after ?" Game asked.

Later that night

"How many time we gonna roll back and forth on 183rd?" I asked as we stopped at the intersection of 183rd and parked into the tire shop across the street from The Office Gentlemen's Club.

We practically drove past the club around five times finally stopping . Avant set his chin on the wheel and looked across the street at the door of the small hole in a wall strip club.

" I saw this fuck nigga walk through that damn building almost every day at eight o clock. I was just driving around to give Andrea time,"I looked at him in disbelief pressing the Bluetooth button for Andrea.

"Drea you set up?" I asked as I looked up at the billboard that was right in front of the strip club just as planned.

"I had to blow out the billboard lights.  Shits is bright and if I shoot the first place they looking is in the billboard. Why the fuck y'all have me on the billboard though? You couldn't pick another location with less heights and a smaller ladder?" she questioned.  I looked at Avant who was so damn focused on what was going on to the point where the funny side of him wasn't even present.