"You gotta show us what you got than, this is a legit place, and I know this a spaced out place from any other business place, but we need you on this man, " Gregg informed.
"You need me? Why you need me shorty?" Damen asked.
"Well, we have this bully…"
"I'm out man, " Damen said, leaving out the building.
"HEY MAN, WE GOT WAY THAN MORE 1,000 DOLLARS, AND WE REALLY NEED YOU ON THIS OFFER MAN, " Gregg yelled out.
Damen stops walking, and strolls back towards Gregg.
"Who is this dude fuckin with you shorty?" Damen asked.
"It's two dudes, Maron and D'Angelo, they go…"
"Why those names sounds familiar?" Damen said thinking.
"You know em?" Gregg asked.
"What they look like?" Damen asked.
"D'Angelo is dark skinned, heavy set dude, and Maron is dark brown skin, tall, he wears a cast around his arm…" Gregg said.
"You said cast? White cast and do he have a scare under his eye?" Damen asked.
"Yeah that's him, " Gregg said looking surprised.
"I know that nigga, he beat up one of my homie's lil brothas, I can kill those niggas for y'all?" Damen said.
"No please don't kill em, we just want you to scare them, we want you to scare them so bad, that's why we needed a street thug to do this for us, you can pretend you go kill em, and make them feel extremely scared for their life and we want the word to get out in our school, " Gregg said.
"Ight, I think I can handle the business for y'all shorties. When y'all need me on it?" Damen asked.
"This is Friday, so next Monday, we want you to do the job next Monday after our school, we go to Finger High School, " Gregg said.
"I know where that school at, I gotchu shorty, " Damen said, reaching out his arms.
"Thanks man, " Gregg said, giving him a hand shake.
Book written by Ciara Webb
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