East Coast War Zone

Brown Cartel

" No mu'fuckin witnesses.... y'all hear me... not one." Cam looked at his team as everyone suited up for the biggest takeover ever. He picked up his AR-15, loaded his clips and smiled. " Once we take down Williams, that's it for a while brothers. We will then have control over the entire East coast." He looks over at his right hand man, King, his son. " King, once this shit done you'll be in charge of the entire south, you ready boy?" He looks over at his son who's putting two glock 23s in the holsters around his shoulders. "Born for this shit pops" as he continued to get ready for the biggest show of his life. Smirking slightly Cam walked away from his son and yelled loudly "Load the fuck up, we out." All my good men smiled, laughed an smirked because they knew. We owned the East Coast!

Lex
I laid in my bed, praying my dad and bro was okay. Dad had called a family meeting before he left and put the house on lockdown just in case. Nothing new when you grew up in this lifestyle. Mom was probably somewhere praying and my sister, well her ass doesn't give a damn. She's a spoiled lil brat so as long as the money coming in she don't give a fuck. Me I'm focused on graduating and making sure I can get out of this lifestyle. Don't get me wrong I want for nothing, my dad gave us a great life! I was able to go to college without any school loans. The only stipulation was I couldn't leave Baltimore. Ugh! Yeah that was the main thing I wanted to do. Clark Atlanta was my top school but I settled for Coppin State. One month left and I'm GONE! My dad knows it, we just don't speak on it. He feels like he can't truly protect me if I go anywhere. Truth is, I can handle myself. I've been shooting since I was four. Not like I had a choice. The only good thing about Baltimore, Riquer. We're still in the beginning stages.... for now!