CHAPTER FOUR-3

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Heading towards his Infinity truck, Jaekwon broke the cellphone in half and threw it inside of the gutter. He then opened the driver’s door of his SUV and hopped in behind the wheel, slamming the door shut. As soon as he cranked up his vehicle, The Relativez’ Like That came thumping through the truck’s sound system. He threw the gear shift into drive and sped off, the music’s high volume rattling the Infinity. Jaekwon cracked open the window as he took pulls from his blunt, staring ahead. The wind invaded the vehicle, ruffling the young nigga’z clothing and blowing embers from the burning end of his bleezy. Fuck the F.B.I.; I’m not doin’ this snitch s**t no mo’. They gone have to catch me when they can and, even if they do, f**k it, blood! I’ll swallow a bullet before I see the inside of

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