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that he had regained consciousness, Trion spoke with malice.
    “Listen dawg. I’m only going to ask you these questions once. You either die painlessly or painfully, it’s your choice…”
    After applying pressure, every question that Trion asked was answered without hesitation. Within an hour, he knew everything that he needed to know, it was too bad for Koran that his co-operation was not enough. Trion wanted him to feel the pain of a thousand deaths, so he re-gagged him; and began to apply the battery acid onto the open wounds of his skin. Unable to bare the pain, the young dread eventually passed out in anguish
    Turning to walk out of the door, Trion looked at Smoke and spoke almost in a low growl;
    “It’s over …”
    Taking the que from his cousin, Smoke stepped in front of Koran and quickly released two rounds into his skull before walking out of the door; leaving Koran’s dead body in the wake. This was a message for the streets, no one would be spared once family blood was shed...
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    CHAPTER 6
    HIDING OUT
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    As Zion’s plane landed at Kingston International Airport, he began to stir from his sleep feeling a dull ache in his shoulder. Walking out of the plane terminal making his way to the luggage claim, Zion noticed a tall dark skinned woman with dreads hanging down to her plump behind. Instantly he knew that he was looking at his childhood ride or die chick Patra.
    Reluctantly allowing his memories to flood his senses, Zion flashed back to the last time he had set foot in Kingston… As young Patra wine her voluptuous body against Zion on the crowded dance floor, he became aroused feeling her softness pressed up against his manhood. The smoke was so thick in the air that you could hardly see as Zion’s twenty second birthday raged on.
    Everybody who was anybody was in attendance, even Zion’s street rival Emanuel and his henchmen. Becoming aware of Emanuel’s intrusion, Zion was far too intoxicated to tolerate the disrespect. Walking up to where Zion and Patra were standing, Emanuel looked Patra up and down with a cocky smile.
    “Hey beautiful.  Why is it dat I find one of life’s most beautiful treasures in the hands of a peasant?”
    Before anyone could blink, Patra slapped Emanuel, starting a domino effect of assaults.
    As the mayhem ensued, chairs and bottles were being thrown, and knives and pistols were being drawn. In the midst of the madness, Emanuel punched Patra in her eye as payment for her slap, but this would prove to be a deadly mistake. Seeing Patra fall to the floor was more than Zion could take. With lightning speed, he pulled out his pocket knife, slitting Emanuel’s throat in one smooth motion.
    Time seemed to stand still as Emanuel’s blood flew through the air spraying out of his open wound as his lifeless body hit the floor. Due to the fact that Emanuel was the nephew of the Kingston police chief, there was no way that Zion could remain in Kingston. As Zion and Patra had said their final goodbyes, he promised to return when the time was right, and she promised to wait for him until he did.…
    Slipping back into the present, Zion stepped up behind Patra and tapped her on the shoulder. When she turned around her heart did summersaults as she looked into Zion’s eyes. Kissing her tenderly on her lips, Zion eased through the small talk as they made their way to her awaiting Navigator limo. Riding through the hills of Kingston brought back an array of memories. Although the circumstances weren’t picturesque, it still felt good to be home.
    Pulling up at Patra’s mansion overlooking the coast, Zion was impressed. Noticing the prominent presence of security, he decided he would just relax and enjoy his stay. Walking into the mansion was like a breath of fresh air, the marble floor and lavish spiral staircases were immaculate. Between the two staircases stood a beautiful glass