THE CLUBHOUSE WAS DOING alright, but it cost a lot of dough to be fine with my sister doing the decorating. A lot of that dough came from my pocket when she decided she couldn’t live with the budget the Club gave her.
Kylie wasn't rolling in her daddy’s Benjamins since she whacked my half-brother, Vincent, saving me the trouble of doing it. She got cut off from her mother and the government froze all her other accounts.
After a $6 million bail and the other couple of mill spent in lawyer bills, they granted Kylie her freedom only because of Storm, the Kanla Chapter’s Vice President who was f*****g my sister behind my back.
We had words, Vice President, to Vice President. They weren’t words spoken from my mouth, but my knuckles had a f**k lot to say about that.
Worked out for her though
