Nine Lives: For the Love of Money

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was The Overseers , he wouldn't put it past him. Plus, the name sounded familiar.
    The one thing Boogie was sure of was that Infinity was too pussy and just plain not smart enough to plan a major extortion plot like this on his own; he had to have someone with a backbone in on this plot. That thought pattern was the one thing I disagreed with my brother on. I felt Infinity had to be smart to some extent and crazy like a fox in another. I mean how else did he get to leave a crazy ass crew without being killed, placed in jail or having his limbs broken or severed?
    My brother and I put our heads together when trying to exclude Infinity from the spoiler of the day. We both wondered who it could be and why were they targeting us? Why in the world would anyone want to extort us? We weren’t that major of a team.
    As far as we knew we didn’t have any known enemies, at least not the kind who were smart enough to extort us under the premise of holding weekly parties. The Overseers would be able to sell drugs to the party go-ers.
    I guess our ability to fill every jam to capacity might have brought attention to ourselves. I guess they figured out what we already knew; they could take in a pretty penny from just one of our events now imagine four events monthly.
    I hated to admit it but the money would be a good look just not at the risk of stunting the growth of Boogie's dreams. Damn sure not at the percentage they wanted us to pay out to them.
    No matter how much we crunched them, the numbers didn't work out in our favor. Therefore, we were totally dead set against going along with their request.
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    I became a little worried as the party thinned out. I had informed Boogie via Skype messaging hours ago about our seemingly haunting predicament. His reply after about an hour of weighing our options, was simple, "Nah that ain't going to fly."
    I smiled inwardly. If I knew anything about my brother, he was a cheap skate. In that respect we were just alike, we were more than just alike; we were twins in spirit.
    The Overseers must have thought we were boo-boo the fools, which only showed us they really didn't know who they were dealing with. There just wasn't any way in hell we were going to pay one lump sum to hold our annual party to them, the club and still run the risk of being busted for drugs; liable to do time. If we took that risk it might as well had been for our own financial gain, not anyone else's.
    We had limited time to make a decision whether to comply or stonewall them. Boogie and I came up with the perfect plan to stonewall them. Too bad it turned into the fight for our lives.
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    Chapter 2

Three years later.
    I cried like a baby when word of Boogie's sentencing came down. He was sentenced to fifteen years with no chance of parole. He was caught up in a murder for hire sting he swore he had nothing to do with. The would be victim was none other than Infinity himself.
    "Don't worry lil bit, we'll win this one in appeals," he screamed to me over his shoulder as the bailiff cuffed him.
    "I know Boogie. Remember I love you. We're all we got," I screamed back.
    Momma chimed in, “W.A.W.G. (we all we got) for Life.”
    "Ms. Hunt, Mrs. Hunt, order in the court; order in the court " the judge yelled out as he banged his gavel on the desk.
    I rolled my eyes and sucked my teeth. Running over to the partition which divided Boogie, his defense team, the prosecutors, judge, bailiff and stenographer from the audience in the court, in order to reiterate the love, I held for my brother, I screamed a few more times, "We're all we got,” with momma chiming in “W.A.W.G.”
    We were somewhat of a chaotic mess but felt it imperative to let Boogie know we loved him.
    The judge being frustrated with our displays of affection and pain toward my brother's ordeal banged his

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