True Crime: Dav, Ia
Hurricane Hanley knew today that when he woke up and crawled out of bed, he would face complications with his left leg. The day before he was shot by a rivaling gang, sittin on the street corner chattin with some of his "workers". He heard tires squeal, and when he looked up an old cadilac came burning infront of him and let a clip of bullets from a nine loose into the small crowd of 5. Thankfully, he got the worst and none of his thugs got hit. "Is all this really worth it?" he thought to himself. Runnin his own set brought money and some power, but all his gang was toeting around was nines and oozis, while all the other major gangs like West side mafia,G.D's,latin kings, crips, and vicelords, were all runnin around with Ak's and sawed offs.
He heard a knock on his front door and knew only him and his brother and sister were there, and yes hes only 16, so he hobbled up the stairs to get the door. When he opened he was happy to see it was his best friend Bo "six Shooter" Black.
"Whats up homie"Bo asked.
"just woke up