Volition. Coby Stewart
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Название: Volition
Автор: Coby Stewart
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Триллеры
isbn: 9781646541171
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Volition
Coby Stewart
Copyright © 2020 Coby Stewart
All rights reserved
First Edition
Fulton Books, Inc.
Meadville, PA
Published by Fulton Books 2020
ISBN 978-1-64654-116-4 (paperback)
ISBN 978-1-64654-117-1 (digital)
Printed in the United States of America
Table of Contents
(Prelude) I Don’t Know This Time
Just Another Day Around the Way
Rick and Darren are two brothers from Seat Pleasant, Maryland, who are both putting in their top efforts to do something major with what they have to offer. Rick (Hype), also the narrator, is a high school basketball star who has more than enough talent to go to the NBA. His older brother Darren, who goes by the name Cash, is a street entrepreneur to be politically correct. Intrigued by the money and respect that Cash had, Hype felt it was more than necessary to get off the bench and follow in the footsteps of his older brother. Following in Cash’s footsteps, Hype got involved in the life, teaming up with his brother and becoming a part of Cash’s operation. Cash begins to feel wrong for leading his baby brother down the same path as him, but by then, it was too little too late. Hype starts to notice his whole life shifting, and eventually their lifestyles catch up to the both of them, leaving Hype to choose between basketball and the streets.
(Prelude) I Don’t Know This Time
We’ve been them niggas round the way. That’s what it is. That’s why everyone out here watching us, you already know. But hear me out right now, brother. When you on top, everybody wants to take your place. But it’s no need to get worried my nigga. Just another shoot-out if it gotta be! You feel me!
Naw, I don’t think you really grasping where I’m at with this…
I put every ounce of love and pain I got into this right here. Benji! Look at us. We been all across the globe. Pulling out stacks in front of people like we ain’t kill for this money. All these dirty faces sitting in front of me, laughing like they own me. I don’t want none of ’em. They all stained and smell like blood and coke.
I’m tired of these presidents laughing at me bruh…
Moment of Truth
“Ey, Manny, break it down to me one more time, son.”
“Hype, do you be listening? Look.”
“You shouldn’t even be here right now,” Cash said.
“Leave that nigga alone. He straight,” Crack said from the front seat. Cash shook his head and looked back out the window, gripping his pistol tight in hand.
“Look,” said Manny. “The move is simple. It’s just Block and Lil Ron in there. The bread is in three different places?”
“Yeah,” I said.
“The AC unit, the dresser, and under the couch. He got pills in the closet and a couple pounds of weed somewhere in that mafucka.”
“Aight,” I said.
“Me and Cash going in through the front. You and Crack go in through the back,” said Manny.
“Bet,” I looked over at Cash. “You ready, bruh?”
Cash smirked his face sideways. “Nigga, I’m always ready,” he said.
Ol’ pussy ass nigga / faggot ass nigga, ratting ass nigga / Take this song how you want / take this song how you want.
Manny cranked up some Boosie as we rode in silence. I slightly raised my black and chrome .45 and checked to make sure it was loaded and ready. Cash looked at me and then looked back out the window. Crack pointed out the window to show Manny where to pull up. Blacked out was the dress code as we hopped out of Manny’s truck.
“Ya go around back. Hurry up,” Manny said. Cash gave one final stare.
“Come on, nigga,” Crack said, pulling me by the arm.
We crept around the back of the house with our guns drawn.
“Aight. Imma kick this joint in on three,” Crack said before cocking his pump.
One…two…
Boom!
Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop! Pop!
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