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"Picture of the shipment of arms ready to steal" said Darrell picture text to Louis. |
The van was strapped with C4 explosive in the inside, enough to blow up the whole grove street block. The energy running through Louis veins was explosive. He felt the rush and wanted to make sure these punks were taken care of. Though Berns was thinking a legit deal was going down with the arms, Louis wanted the cash dropped infront of the liquor store, where Darrell was waiting to pick up. Meanwhile, Louis was ontop a roof spectating afar and ready to detonate the explosives once Berns and his crew met up at the spot where Louis wanted to meet. Boom! Boom! Boom! 3 consecutive blow ups that shook the whole fucking block up. Berns was dead and it was for a good cause. Louis took a quick picture, looking like a bystander who just witness the whole thing. Managed to get away clean from the crime.
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"Berns is dead" Picture text sent to Darrell |
While everything was going down, Darrell managed to collect the case full of money and take it back to the apartment. Louis got home from hiding out from the cops temporarily paying them off. Louis cracked open a champagne bottle, and poured Darrell a glass and himself a glass. A toast to moving up ranks in Empire Darrell Head Capo. Darrell was happy and Louis as well. Both of them are finding themselves in excess of success but for how long?
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