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ended things there, but from the sounds of it, we were wrong.
“You’re right. We did, but apparently, the two were pretty tight. Grew up together, and Lewis had saved his life or some bullshit like that. Whatever the reason, Booker is set on seeking revenge for his death.”
“You sure about all this?”
“Yeah. Confirmed it all with Tyrone Davis—the leader of the Dark Angels. His ties ended with Lewis when he didn’t agree to join in on his war with us, but he still has tabs on the area. He wasn’t surprised at all when he heard about the hit on Gus.” Riggs changed the image on the monitor from the camera footage, to a group of men. “Over the past year, Booker has forged a new inner-city gang. He’s calling them the Genocide after Lewis’s son, and his numbers are growing by the minute.”
“Just how many members are we talking about here?”
“Twenty ... maybe more.”
“Fuck! Why in the hell are we just now finding out about this?” Shadow snapped.
“They’ve kept it under wraps. Nobody had a clue what they were up to until the night they shot Gus.” Riggs ran his hand over his face as he mumbled curses under his breath. “And from what I’m hearing, it’s just the beginning.”
“What exactly are you hearing?”
A pained expression crossed Riggs’s face as he replied, “They’ve spent the last few months collecting intel on each of us. They know our routines, where we live, who our families are, our ol’ ladies, and anything else they can use to take each of us down—one by one.”
“Motherfucker,” I growled. “I can’t believe we missed this shit.”
“No way we could’ve known, brother.”
“You’re wrong. It’s our job to know this shit, and we fucked up.” I ran my hand over my head. “Now it’s time to fix it.”
“And how do you suppose we do that?” Murphy asked.
“We end them. Every fucking last one of them,” I roared. “And we do it sooner than later.”
“T-Bone’s right. We can’t wait on this. We need to act now.” Murphy ran his hand over his beard. “We need a lockdown. It’s the only way we can make sure these motherfuckers don’t pull any more of this shit.”
“Agreed,” Moose replied. “We need to have everyone brought in tonight ... the morning at the latest.”
“And then what? I don’t want to wait on this thing with Booker.” Murphy turned to Riggs as he said, “We need names and locations.”
“I’ve got some, but I’m still working on the rest.”
“Give us what you’ve got, and we’ll start with them.”
Riggs slid a folder over to Murphy as he said, “Booker bought a warehouse on the corner of Tigrett and Second. I’m working on getting surveillance for both the inside of the warehouse and the surrounding area. Booker has a security system in place, so it’s going to take some time for me to get access.”
“And what are we supposed to do until then?” I pushed. “Just wait for them to make their next fucking move?”
“No. I’ve got some thoughts on how we can show them who they’re fucking with.” Riggs stood up as he said, “These guys think they chopped off the head of the snake by getting to Gus, but they were wrong. They’ve got the rest us to contend with now, and we’ll show them, and everyone else, we’re a snake with a hell of a fucking bite.”
“We’re all ears, brother,” Moose replied. “Tell us your ideas.”
“With the cops involved, we’re gonna have to play this thing smart and make it look like Satan’s Fury wasn’t involved.” Since the shooting, the cops had been in and out of the hospital and the clubhouse, asking questions to not only Samantha but to several of the brothers—me included. Without the security footage from the restaurant, they hadn’t managed to get any leads, and we needed to do whatever it took to keep it that way. I watched as the monitor quickly changed to a picture of Frayser, one the biggest gang-ridden areas around. “I’m thinking we stir up some trouble among the gangs ... a few gang tags painted in just the right places and maybe a drive-by or two. You know how they feel about someone encroaching on their territory. It wouldn’t take much to get them fired up. I know it’ll take a little work, but if we can get the talk going about the Genocide, it won’t be long before the neighboring gangs will be set on taking them down.”
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