"Well would you look at this! They made it on time. Big ugly motherfucker, lil ugly motherfucker, and their side kick." Big D said laughing
"Nigga fuck you. Where Dax?" Dad said
Big D shrugged "I don't know I just walked in right before y'all."
"How his old ass gone give us a time and not even be here?" D.C. said
"Because I'm not the one that need to be trained lil nigga" Dax said walking up to us.
Dax has us inside an old boxing ring building out in the middle of nowhere. The building wasn't too big, but enough for us. There was a workout area to the left, and guns, knives, and brass knuckles to the right.
"Y'all look around and become familiar with this place because this will become your second home. Outside is the shooting range" A tall dark skin man said, he looked to be around Dax's age as well.
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"By the way my name is Denzel, most people call me Zel. I've worked with Dax for 27 years but we've been friends for practically our whole lives. I help him run his business outside the country, when he told me his son in law decided to step up as Mafia King I had to come meet you all. My job is to help shape you up along side Dax. Although, I will only be here for a week. I have to go back To Jamaica to my family" I noticed the whole time he talked he was staring at Uncle D.
"Damn y'all ugly ass niggas look alike!" D.C. said referring to Zel and Uncle D.
I snickered, but he wasn't lying.
"Lil nigga learn to respect your elders and shut the fuck up" Zel said with authority
D.C. didn't say anything else like he would normally do. This nigga Zel had authority, even more than grandad.
"I'm sorry about him. This my son's knuckle head friend" Dad said giving D.C. a death glare.
Zel nodded and put his hands in his pockets. Still glancing at Uncle D every now and then.
"Sup Big homie, you good?" Big D said to Zel.
Zel nodded and cleared his throat. "Um, we can start off by stretches and workouts. The elites are outback. Ima run and get them. Y'all go ahead to the gym side." He walked off across the room and opened the door to the back on the building.
"The fuck wrong with that nigga?" Uncle D asked grandad.
Grandad shrugged "maybe you look like someone he knows."
"Yeah hisself, y'all do look exactly alike bro" Dad said to Big D
"Ion see it. I'm one handsome ass nigga. That'll be hard for him to copy all this." Uncle D said in a girl voice
We laughed and looked up to see a couple men and a girl come in. I licked my lips looking at how toned the girl legs were. She looked young and innocent. Wait, she's training us too?
"This is a few of our elites. This is Tommy, Ghost, and Brittany. Big D and Kevin I'm sure y'all remember Tommy and Ghost" grandad said
"Wait y'all met already?" I asked
"Boy I was a whole different man from man you know now" dad said. Everyone laughed with him but me. My eyes were focused on Brittany fine ass from her soft complexion to her dark brown eyes, she caught my stare and smiled.
"Brittany here just joined the team a couple years ago and although she looks sweet and innocent. She single handily ran the toughest gang and drug operation in Chicago. Brittany here, can single handedly take out a room of the most vicious men. With the throw of one knife, she is known to kill up to 5 men at once. Some people would like to call her the real life version of Katana. She is not to be fucked with." Rel informed us.
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"Damn I was gone ask for her number" D.C. said
Grandad shook his head.
"Alright, lets get these pussies started on a real training day!" Tommy said
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