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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Taking their leave the Black Crime Syndicate top raking members wanted to know what Malik and Jade was talking about. "Just stay in y'all lane and let me and Jade handle things" getting into his car Malik pulled off. Malik lived alone in a one bedroom apartment and drove a 1996 Impala. Malik wasn't a big spender or show off. He liked to stay under everyone's radar. Only a few members of The Black Crime Syndicate knew where Malik lived. Mecca was one of them. So seeing someone slumped over on his doorsteps was some what a surprise. Looking at the figure Malik could tell that it was a woman. "Who could this be?" thought Malik as he got out of his car. Malik's brain was racing a hundred miles per hour. Reaching out his hand to touch the woman that's when he noticed bloody money stuffed into the woman's mouth. "What the ****?" Malik's jaw dropped. Looking into the dead woman's face recognizing who she was. "Damn Violet who did this to you?" taking step back he saw folded paper in Violet's right hand. Taking the paper out of Violet's hand and reading it. Malik couldn't believe what he was reading. "It's in the best interest of The Black Crime Syndicate to stay out of the escort business. The Green Nation don't like The Black Crime Syndicate planting flowers in our flower bed. The city of Green Haven is our flower bed. We had to uproot Violet to show The Black Crime Syndicate how serious The Green Nation is. Thank you and have a nice day". Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The Green Poet aka Red Seven aka The Brown Philosopher
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