Chapter Forty
King was feeling edgy, pissed and frustrated. Four-square blocks formally under his gangs control had evaporated within the power and beautiful graffiti of various street crews run by the powerful MS-13 Narco-Trafficking gangs.
“White Fence”, the most powerful Latino gang in LA, ensconced within the death neighborhoods of Hollenbeck and financed now by the MS-13’s of South of the border were making inroads into Vegas and there was nothing he could do about it.
Sitting in his lavish house up in Aliante Estates, he thanked his lucky stars he had listened to his mentor Mal so many years earlier.
He needed just a little more time and then he’d be out clean. Soon there would be no more pimping, stealing, pushing drugs and murder within his life and he was very happy about it a
