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Green Chapter Eight

"We got trouble. Violet has been murdered. An organization by the name of the Green Nation is trying to step on our toes. They murdered Violet and left a note". "Malik why am I'm just now hearing about this?" interrupted Amber Forest the second in command of the Black Crime Syndicate. "Amber I didn't want to involve you just yet. I don't want anyone to know you're my second in command. We have to keep your identity secret". "Ok I'm cool with that Malik". "Amber we can't let these clowns stop us from making money". "We'll handle them in the right way Malik. We will gather information on the Green Nation first and then we will handle them". "Ok with that being said this meeting is adjourned". The rest of the week went by slowly. When Saturday arrived Malik got ready for his date with Kenya. He took a hot shower then got dressed. He put on a Stacey Adams dress suit, Stacey Adams shoes, with a Stacey Adams hat. He met Kenya at the BNB bank at 6:00pm. Kenya was already waiting when he arrived. "You're early". "It's better to be early than late". "Am I'm late?" "No you're right on time. Since I asked you out I'll let you pick the place". "Ok come get in my car". "No I'll follow you in my car". Kenya followed Malik to the Green Palace restaurant on the north side of Green Haven. Malik parked in the Green Palace parking lot while Kenya parked across the the street. Kenya met Malik at the entrance of the Green Palace. "Very impressive Malik the Green Palace is a five star restaurant". "I aim to please" said Malik as he held the door opened for Kenya. Malik walked Kenya over to their table. "Tell me more about yourself" said Malik as he pulled back Kenya's chair. Written by Keith Edward Baucum

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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