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that is going to attempt to infiltrate Seven’s organization. This is the team that is going to take down that son of a bitch.” Dame looked over at Braylon and then proceeded to brief the crew. Dame stepped to the side revealing the bulletin board. At the top of the list was a mug shot taken of Seven a few years ago for drug possession. Just under his picture were lines that led to a couple guys and a female. It was the chain of command for Seven’s entire organization. He pointed to the girl first.
    “This is the beautiful Lola Banks. Don’t let the good looks fool you. This bitch is connected and is as ruthless as they come. She’s a one-time felon from Harlem. We don’t know too much about her ... just that she plays with the big boys and has a reputation in the streets that is strong as any man. She moves heavy weight and is considered Seven’s right-hand woman. She had a couple run-ins with the law, but nothing major. The only thing we know for sure is that she is the daughter of the infamous Bunkie Green ... one of the biggest heroin movers back in the early nineties. He ran with Lucas back in the day. We believe that she allied Seven with some of her father’s old connects. Most people refer to her as the first lady of the streets.”
    Braylon immediately noticed the beauty of the woman that Dame described as ruthless. She seemed like she was straight out of a Vogue magazine. The surveillance photos seemed to catch her in the best light and they looked more like model snapshots rather that stakeout flicks. Braylon listened closely as Dame explained the magnitude of Seven’s drug operation and empire. Braylon could tell by the look in Dame’s eyes that he wanted to take Seven down badly. It almost seemed personal.
    Dame continued, “We are sending Bray ... excuse me ... We are sending Ball in for first contact to try to establish a connection. We only have one chance to get close to Seven so we have to make this count,” Dame said as he slowly paced the front of the room. “We were waiting for them to slip up and they finally did. The fight of the century is this weekend in Vegas and guess who will be there? We can finally put Seven in a spot at a certain time. One week ago Lola slipped up. She booked ten front row seats at the big fight ... just what we were waiting for. Mind you, these seats are twenty thousand a piece. Only celebrities and wealthy men will be in this area. You have to blend in and we will equip you with everything you need to do so. We’re going to seat you close to him and let you do your thing. The goal is to establish a connection with Seven,” Dame said as he stopped pacing and looked directly at Braylon.
    Braylon began to realize that it was getting real and he wanted to push the envelope as far as he could. He smirked and decided to see how far Dame would go.
    “Well, if you want me to play the part ... I’ll have to look the part, you feel me?” he said while rubbing his hands together and looking Dame straight in the eyes. “I’ll need a Rolex, a custom one... .”
    “No problem. It’s done.”
    Ball looked at Dame and saw that he was dead serious. So Ball decided to keep going. “Also, I’ma need a Maybach ... the Phantom joint.” He said naming his dream car. Dame paused for a second and then grabbed an envelope and handed it to Ball.
    “We already rented you one for the week. You have a state issued ID, driver’s license, and car keys to that Phantom in there.”
    Ball couldn’t believe his eyes as he looked into the bag. He knew that it was time to do his job, even though he dreaded it.... it had to be done in return for his freedom. Next stop: Vegas.

Chapter Five
     
    Scared Money Don’t Make None
     
    It was the night of the fight of the century. The heavy-weight champ of the world, Donte Diggs, had been favored to win the fight 3 to 1, and instead of a heavy weight championship fight, it looked more like a red carpet event. Flashing lights, exotic cars,