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Trust No Man
By
Cash
Wahida Clark Presents Publishing, LLC
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CHAPTER 1
It was an unseasonably cool, late summer night in the ATL. The jackmobile came to a quiet stop two houses away from the targeted address. Lonnie and Shotgun Pete-dressed in all black, wearing ski masks, and packing heat-quickly hopped out of the vehicle and rushed up on the porch of the house they had been scouting out for the past two weeks. Terrence aka "Youngblood," who was a virgin in the stickup game, remained behind the wheel of the jackmobile-a plain, black Crown Victoria-ready to mash out as soon as his partners returned. He was only sixteen, but he was a rider and was looking to make a name for himself on the streets. Steve, an up-and-coming dope boy in the city, was chillin' on the living room sofa with his wifey and their newborn son when the front door came crashing in. Steve's wifey let out a scream before the back end of Pete's shotgun wickedly slammed against her mouth, knocking out two of her four golds, sending a spray of blood in the air. "Make another sound, ***ch, and I'll blow ya ma****in head off!" barked Shotgun Pete, standing over the crumpled woman.