So. If you remember, My friend Evan was killed in a drug deal. I paid for his funeral and all. I ain't never seen Ms. Stillwater that sad. His little brother is only 10 and already knows the real scoop on his brother, I look out for him so he doesn't end up like me. I started selling dope at 10. He's at that age were if he get arrested he's going to Juvie. He needs to stay in school too. He had his Memorial and Burial in the Bronx. It's crazy because he was just talking to me about moving to Florida. And start over. Collages and stuff but I told him I'mma sleep on it... I slept to long. I had to go find out who did it.
2007
It's been a whole year now. Everybody said it's a guy named Corbett Davis did it. But I never heard of him. He's locked up in Holmesburg Prison in Philly. So I'mma pay him a visit ...
"Who You?" Asked Corbett
" I'm the brother of the guy you killed" I replied
"Oh, you talking about Evan?" Corbett asked
"Yeah" I replied
He laughed and said if he can go back in time he'd kill him a second time. But he didn't know who I was until I said this...
"I'm your worst Nightmare ... Now I need to know who put you up to killing my brother or I Swear to your dead grandparents you'll wish you were dead yourself now tell me damnit!"
He laughed again...
I slowly removed my glasses. He realized I'm the man. Sincere Quintin Brooks to be exact. He raised up from his seat and ran. He couldn't escape. So I snatched him up and punched him in the nose. And I asked again. Who told you to do it. He said he can't say. So I said okay... Next time I come here I'm gonna have your sisters head in a cake box he screamed no! And started spilling the beans.
Apparently Evan had beef with a guy named Gussy a Jamaican Haitian weed dealer in Harlem. So I gotta find out why...
I approached Gussy and told him get in the car. We drove around Harlem for 25 minutes talking about Evan. He told me he ran off with three bricks of weed and he had him killed... Perfect. So I pulled up into a house where Dex Von and Tae were waiting with baseball bats and a shotgun. He thought he was going into a drug deal with me but no. We beat him. Shotgun whipped him. Then left him their to bleed out. Apparently Evan had a weed operation going. And stole weed from Gussy but little did we know we riddled a middleman and he didn't do diddly
(Catch my drift?).
So we had some beef with the Jamaicans now. Gussy just paid Corbett to kill him. But who's weed did Evan steal...
2008
So in the past year we Moved from Philly to Vineland NJ. The Jamaicans followed. But we wasn't worried. One night me and some ATC members slid down on them. We shot about 9 on them only 6 died the rest are in critical condition. They said on us and only 7 died. Eventually it died down. I gotta 3 year old son now so I gotta be safe for him. One day Dex had a cousin that rapped so we went to his studio session. He was in the middle of his third song that day. Than next thing we know. POP POP POP BOW BOW POW BOP BOP BOP BANG BANG BANG BOOM BOOM. Our studio got shot up. It can only be one group. The Haitian Familes. Whom was in collusion with the Jamaicans. So now we got beef with them. Evan pissed off the wrong people. So three days later me and the ATCs broke into the leaders house. Stole all the dope. All the money and killed everybody in the house. So we all good now. We let things be for a while. Then we sold their drugs and made a profit off of it $175,000 for everybody ! WE EATING BABY ! We relocated back to Philly. It was Dex's idea to start doing Home Invasions now. We did for like a good 6 months. But Tae got caught and sentenced to 3½ years in prison. That's a shame. After a while we all started to invest in businesses. We managed to make a lot of money off of that than drugs. One afternoon I was going to my baby mothers house to see my son. But nobody was their. So I walked into the back room to count my money so I can take Evan's little brother school shopping. But when I turned around BANG BANG BOW. I got shot three times they took only 1/25 of my profit. They kidnapped my girl and my son. When my boys hear about this. They gonna be furious. When they asked me who shot me at the hospital. I slowly faded into a light. I seen Evan waiting sitting on a bench in a blank space playing 2K9 on PS3. He gave me a speech about life and how bad he wanted me to heed his message but I didn't listen. I hugged him and went back to the hospital. For some reason I know exactly who shot me. He shot me in the Shoulder my chest and grazed my forehead.
Interested? Read part three
