Chapter SixReboc sat before a 42 inch flat-screen playing Fight Night on PS4 with Lil’ Dontai. The scrawny, brown skinned kid was beating the living s**t out of his ass, but the gangbanging veteran didn’t care. He had gotten a text earlier from Nike that said he was sending a car to get him to bring him back to the hood. Nightmare had his hands full with the war back home and he needed every able body he could get.
Drama was right up Reboc’s alley. He had been cooped up in Nightmare’s sister’s apartment for the last couple of weeks. He had been confined there so long that he started to feel institutionalized, but he had to suffer through it. He was advised by Nightmare to lay low after he had caught a body. He was reluctant to do so, but when that crazy mothafucka advises you to do someth
