“Yeah, I got one. I went over there to drop off the vest presonally…” Jerome went on to tell Savino the address where he could find Tiaz and his father. Once Savino had finished writing everything down, he placed the small book and the ink pen into his back pocket.
“Thanks, man, you were a big help,” Savino picked the .9mm automatic handgun up from Jerome’s lap and stood up straight. He then pointed the deadly end of his weapon at the crackhead’s forehead.
Jerome’s eyes bulged and he gasped. He went to say something, but by then, his blood and brain fragments went flying out the back of his nappy head. ***
A man walked down the sidewalk leading a dog along on a leash and looking for a place for it to s**t. He was just ab
