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Date Posted: Sunday, July 10, 11:01:28pm
Author: Jaron
Subject: Re: THE LFN 100 Plus – Challenge # 44 My second 250
In reply to: EllenM 's message, "THE LFN 100 Plus – Challenge # 44" on Sunday, June 26, 03:01:47pm

I was a classic, 19 and a bad-ass gang banger. Except I was a fraud. I talked and walked the part, but my heart just wasn’t in it. In my part of town, the only thing that mattered was that you were the most ruthless bastard on the street.

My guys and I were delivering a shipment of hijacked guns when these dudes in black body armor came down on us. They took out everyone until I was the last of my crew. Their lead guy was slick as glass, man, poetry in motion. He moved like a ballet dancer I’d seen once…moved so effortlessly, so smoothly that I was mesmerized. Yeah, mesmerized…didn’t think I knew words like that, did you? I do read…as much as I can get my hands on. I just don’t let anyone know that.

Anyway, the lead guy in black moved liked that guy at the ballet. One of the guys we was delivering the guns to suddenly popped up and capped the guy in black, knocked him flat on his back, and was going over to finish the job. I don’t know what got into me, but I shot that dumbass and watched as the guy in black rolled over, and got up, staring at me. Tapped behind his ear and said something. Next thing I knew, everything went black.

My name is Snow, and that’s how I met Michael. He saved my ass…gave me a purpose in life. I’ll follow him anywhere, any time.

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