He jumped in the ride with a large duffle bag full of guns. If we were to get stopped and searched, we would have to go out blazing. Because with what we had, even with a license to carry, they would throw our black asses under the jail. At the baby shower, Kevin had hinted at where his trap houses were. Niggas talked too much and didn’t even realize they were leaving a trail of information. Trenton’s so small that a hot fifty to a dope fiend led us right to our target.

We sat on the street of one of his spots in a low-key ride. The house was on a dead-end block, looking abandoned. I hit the blunt. With each inhale, I thought about Lil’ Faheem. Blood raged through my body, even though this didn’t have anything to do with him. This was my way of healing. I needed to let off steam. I slid the mask down my face and felt myself transforming into someone else.

We shot up two spots and killed everyone who was working or getting high up in there. We took the product they had on hand and gave it to Bo to get off and we would all split the profit. They had about $50,000 cash between both spots. We divided that money up. The morning headlines would probably read, Tumerous Killed in Drug-Related War.

We just wanted to leave a message. Kevin was playing with the big boys now. It was not confirmed whether Kevin or the chick was behind the shooting of Kay’s crib, but we all knew there was no such thing as coincidences. So, I confirmed my own suspicions and whatever he and Seven were up to, I planned on sending as many messages as needed.

That night, something inside of me changed. I felt alive for the first time since Lil’ Faheem’s death. Maybe I couldn’t bring back my son, but I could avenge him by setting my crew back up and being ready and protected. I thought of the anonymous threat I had received on my phone. “We will find you and yo’ family.”

If Steele’s men or Oni’s people came after me, I would be ready. Hell, I had to raise more money at this point, because I needed money to fight them niggas off.

And the sweet thing was that I was back in my old territory. I knew it well. It should be a breeze taking over the little blocks that Seven and Kevin had. My mind was made up. I was about to strong arm them, and they could get down or lay down.

Later that evening, Kay and Trae were at my doorstep. We took a walk around the block, and they made me an offer I couldn’t refuse. The infamous Carlos Cartel needed someone with my expertise.