Keith Baucum Poet Narrative

Green Chapter Six

Whipping out his cellphone Malik dailed 
Mecca's number.  "Hello Mecca 
COME TO MY APARTMENT RIGHT NOW! THERE'S
NO TIME FOR TALKING
GET HERE NOW!"  Ending his call and 
dailing another number.  "Hey Phil I NEED
YOU
AT MY  APARTMENT RIGHT NOW! WE GOT US A WAR".  
Ending his call Malik unlocked his apartment went 
inside
and got a blanket.  He laid it out on his 
floor at the entrance of the front door.  He 
dragged
Violet onto the blanket wrapped her up 
and went back outside.  Taking his 22 
pistol out of his pocket Malik waited for 
Mecca and Phil.  Within 30 minutes the 
two men showed up.  Getting out of their 
cars gun in hand the three men went 
inside Malik's apartment.  "When I got 
home Violet was on my
doorstep dead.  There was money stuffed 
into her mouth and a note inside her 
hand".  Malik
handed Phil the note.  "I know of The 
Green Nation" said Phil as he handed the 
note to Mecca.
"There's a guy by the name of Steve 
Young 
who work at the prison.  He's a corrupt 
prison officer
and a member of the Green Nation" said 
Phil informing Mecca and Malik.  "Let's 
take Violet to her house 
and lay her in her bed".  Mecca said 
interrupting Phil.  The three men picked up 
Violet's dead body and put her in the trunk 
of Mecca's car.
Written by Keith Edward Baucum aka The 
Green Poet aka The Brown Philosopher 
aka Red Seven

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