CHAPTER TEN
Melvn didn’t have any idea who the first nigga was he was going to rob, but he did know that he wasn’t about to jack any civilians like himself. Hardworking, nine to five, clock punching men were going to be pardoned from his exploits. Yeah, they’d get a pass, but everybody in the street life was fair game as far as he was concerned. He was gone bring it to all of them niggaz that he ran across and show them no mercy.
One day while out on a run in his cab, Melvin past by the same corner he saw the dudes in the doo-rag and fitted cap at that were interested in buying the bulletproof vest from off Crackhead Jerome. Only this day, the dude in the fitted cap was out there serving crackheads while homeboy in the doo-rag watched his back. It appeared to Melvin that although their
