Queen

Prologue

Authors note:

This story is just for fun, suggestions and corrections are highly appreciated.

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Prologue

In New York City you can probably find a gang around every corner. Now more than ever considering the Saints Guns are taking power. Nobody, except for the gang members, know who the leader of the Saints Guns is. Every gang wants to defeat them and some are closer then others but one step forward takes them two steps back.

The Saints are well connected to famous mafia leaders but how? Who is this mysterious leader? How are they gaining so much power in such little time? Rey Conrad intends to find out.

Rey is the leader of one of the most powerful gangs, The Refuges. That was until they were overthrown by The Saints.

Rey paid no attention to it thinking that their reign would soon crumble but turns out that they had stronger and well built walls. They weren't going down without a fight.

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"Boss, what are we gonna do 'bout these troublemakers?" Ricky asked pointing his gun at the two men in front of us. They WERE potential clients for our drug dealing but it seems that they were only trying to infiltrate our systems.

"Just take them down to the basement, I'll deal with them later" I muttered turning around not sparing them a second glance. I needed to find a way to destroy this new gang. They were messing up my clientele. As I made my way to my office I tried to think of ways I could make my way into their territory. They owned 16 acres of land which were well guarded.

If I could just figure out a way to communicate with their leader maybe I could take them down. Rumors spread like wildfires about who the leader could be. Most of them are complete bullshit.

Once I reach my office I find Lia, my girlfriend, sitting if my desk admiring her nails. "Hey baby!" She yelled in her annoyingly high voice.

"I've been looking for you all over." She stated tugging on the buttons of my shirt. I had to pry her off my before she ripped my shirt in half.

"I've been busy." I simply shrugged and walked over to my desk. "Are you still thinking about that stupid gang?" She cocked her head to the side and put her manicures hand on her hip.

"Yes, I need to find a way to bring them down." I huffed laying my head down on the back of the chair. "Why don't you just tell them you wanna mix gangs or something? Ya know it's been a while since we....." She trailed off before I cut her off. I wasn't in the mood for her crazed hormones. Business before pleasure.

"Lia, I think that is the smartest thing you've ever said!" I exclaimed while grabbing her by the shoulders. She just smiled completely missing the fact I pretty much insulted her. She's what you would call an airhead.

I walked away from her and closed the door to my office. I needed to find my tracker,Gio , and tell him to contact the Saints.

Gio was lounging outside by the pool like he didn't have a care in the world. I grabbed the bucket that was near the bar and drenched him in pool water. He jolted up like wet cat. He kinda looked like one too.

"WHAT THE FUCK MAN?!" He yelled along with a string of curse words. I chuckled and proceeded to explaining the plan.

Two hours later and a whole lot of convincing we were set with an appointment at the Saints Guns gang house.

I intend in finding out the hell would mess up my reputation and I was going to take them down.

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Ok okkkkk okkkkkkkkkk I know it sounds really stupid but I have really good plans for this story.