by Corey Bryant
“Yep, according to our sources, the twin left club LIV with Antonio Deangelo and ended up in a hotel room riddled with gunshots and a smoking gun in her hand along with her twin and another young man. They all were strapped! Where is Mr. Deangelo? How did he survive this shooting and what part did he play in all this!?” Asked Hernandez.
“We have an APB out on Mr. Deangelo as we speak.” Said the female agent named Maria. Also, I found out the charm or emblem worn by the male victim is a medallion worn by the rapper Jon-Jon and his entourage!” Said the female agent. “I’ve had some agents and officers dispatched to the club LIV to question the rapper Jon-Jon and his entourage!” Said the female agent.
“Good job Maria!” said Hernandez. Just as he was about to walk off, he was approached by some more FBI agents.
“Hernandez, it doesn’t look good!” Said, agent Patrick Lowery.
He just came on the scene, so Hernandez is thinking agent Lowery is referring to this crime scene.
“No shit! 3 dead Lowery!” Said Hernandez.
“No, No! I’m not talking about this scene. I’m talking about another crime scene you know with 2 undercovers we had on the rap label guy and his click!” Said Lowery.
“Yeah, where are they? Said Hernandez.
“Probably being digested by some alligators out in the swampy area of the Everglades. Their undercover car was located off Highway 41 towards the swamp. Then a young black male was found dead from bullet wounds and he was wearing a R.I.C.O Ent. T-shirt. The only thing that was found of the agents was a tennis shoe with foot and ankle still inside and a decapitated head with a big tooth mark in his chin!” Said Lowery.
Agent Hernandez stood there in shock.
“And oh…the head…the guy had dreads,” Said agent Lowery. “We found a lot of spent shell casings, so a shoot-out took place in the swamps!”
Hernandez was putting it all together. The agents were following the white Malibu after they picked up the rapper guy. So their surveillance led to the swamps! “Put an APB out on the rapper guy they picked up from the club!”
“Yes sir!” Said the female agent as she immediately started talking into her Walkie-talkie.
“Man, what the fuck!” Said Brainhead.
Awakening me from a nod I was catching on the couch.
“Wha, what wassup?” I said reaching for my strap.
“Look, man!” Said Brainhead as the reporter was talking on the news.
“A triple homicide at the Vagabond Hotel on Biscayne Boulevard led authorities in search of a rap label owner-CEO Antonio Deangelo for questioning. Mr. Deangelo was seen leaving club LIV with one of the female victims and also was seen leaving excuse me, was also seen going in the Vagabond Hotel with the female victim and was later seen on camera leaving the hotel with two men who were arrested in the parking lot of the hotel. Chaotic driving was taking place of people leaving the hotel. The two men were in possession of semi-automatic and automatic guns. Also, developments at another crime scene in Miami. Miami homicide detectives and the FBI found the remains and body parts of 2 missing FBI agents who were working undercover at club LIV investigating rap label owner Antonio Deangelo and crew. A body of a young man wearing a R.I.C.O entertainment T-shirt which is Mr. Deangelo’s record label. The undercover agents were on surveillance when they went off the radar they were following some R.I.C.O Entertainment affiliates when a known rapper was seen getting into the car that the agents were trailing. Authorities are looking for the rapper Brainhead who is signed to Antonio Deangelo’s R.I.C.O Entertainment for questioning.”
“Maan, you see this shit!!?” Said Brainhead. “The fucking feds was following us all the time!”
“Maan, fuck” I said as I stood up pacing back and forth my mind running like a mufucka.
”Bru…what we gonna do?” Asked Brainhead. “
“I’m thinking about calling my lawyer and get him down here to turn myself in.”
“Shit, fuck that shit I ain’t turning myself in.” Said Brainhead.
“Naw my nigga you lay low. My situation is beatable. They ain’t got shit on me especially if the two young wolves don’t open their mouths about nothing else! Shit, they were my security. They saw that I was in danger and didn’t have any other choice but to blast.”
“Shit my nigga, I don’t know about that!” Said Brainhead. “Remember they said FBI, so you know they bout to come with the bullshit offering deals and all kinds of shit.”
Brainhead was right! If this is a federal investigation anyway, they ain’t going to let a nigga go unless we beat the charges.
“Fuck naw! You right Brainhead! We both gotta lay low. We got to get the fuck out of the country!” I said.
Chapter 29
“You’ll never get away with this you fucking immundo una rata!” Said Conswela and spit in Carlos Desendez’s face.
Carlos reacted by slapping Conswela to the ground. It wasn’t much she could do, because he had her handcuffed. He reached down and tore away Conswela’s shirt and wiped the spit off his face. Then he threw the shirt down on top of her.
“I’m going to draw your nigger boyfriend to me or you’ll just tell me where he stays and you and your aunts make it out of this alive.!” Said Carlos. Carlos and a couple of his henchmen had kidnapped Conswela, two of her aunts, and a first cousin. He knew it would be hard to get to Renaldo or Anita, but Conswela would be a little easier. He knew how she frequented upscale clubs and like his son, she was hard-headed. Meaning after strict warnings about being out without security was a no-no! He found out where she lived first through one of his young henchmen. He had met her on a dating site. Within no time, the young handsome henchman had charmed Conswela. So, on their 1st date, Carlos had trailed the henchman to her house in Dallas. Now that he knew where she stayed, he came up with a plan to draw his enemies to him.
His young henchman and Conswela had planned a date on the particular day of the kidnapping. When he showed up at her house she was in for a surprise.
“Hey mami, you look great!” Said the young henchman as he greeted Conswela at the door with a hug and a kiss as she exited her house.”
“Hey Papi, thanks!” Said Conswela as they got into the Tahoe. When he closed the passenger door his chivalry turned into ultimate betrayal, because one of Carlos’ henchmen was on the back seat ducked behind the passenger seat. In his hand was a rag soaked in some type of chemical and he swiftly put the rag to her nose and mouth. She bucked for a couple of seconds, but she wasn’t strong enough to fight her abductor off. Nor could she fight the chemical that knocked her unconscious within 10 to 15 seconds. Carlos was on the third-row seats.
“Who else is in the house? Asked Carlos.
“I think she said 2 of her aunts and a female cousin.” Said the henchmen.
“Go back to the door and ring the bell and we will kidnap them too!” Said Carlos.
When the henchmen went back to the door and rang the bell one of the aunts opened the door immediately.
“Ah, what did she forget?” Said the aunt.
“This is for you!” Said the young henchman who took out a pistol and made his way in the house with Carlos right behind with a drawn pistol.
“”Aaaahh, what’s going on?” Screamed Conswela’s aunts and cousin.
“You know who I am” Growled Carlos as he pointed the pistol in Garcia Abregado’s old auntie’s face. Once he said that she frowned, squinted her eyes, and recognized Carlos.
“You fuckin una rata bastardo!(You fuckin rat bastard!” Has hecho lo suficiente para mi familia! You have done enough to my family!”
“Fuck you and your family!” Said Carlos as he hit the 78-year-old Mexican lady with a pistol knocking her out. “Cuff them like the law!” Said Carlos as he put the cuffs on the elderly woman.
They took all of them to the truck and drove away. Now, in the Mexican desert with all the women laying on the ground face down being recorded on an iPhone. Carlos had snatched Conswela up and was questioning her as
two of Carlos’ henchmen stood over her two aunts and female cousin who was about 27 years old. They stood over the women with axes in their hands and black ski masks on. All the women including Conswela were crying and whimpering. Carlos was holding the phone recording the events which were about to take place.
“Ahora voy a hacer una pregunta este tiempo solo si respondes estas preguntas de la manera equivocada una parte del cuerpo de tu gente forma parte!” Quien fue responsable del asesindo de Carlos Desendez Jr.””Now, I’m only going to ask these questions one time and one time only. If you answer these questions the wrong way , off comes a body part of your people!”” Who is responsible for the murder of Carlos Desendez Jr?”
Conswela was sobbing harder now. “I don’t know!”
Carlos looked at Conswela intently as to detect a lie or the truth! He held his gaze for 30 seconds looking into Conswela’s eyes.
“I promise Carlos, I don’t know!”
He gave her a look of sincere sympathy and understanding as if he believed her and would show her some mercy, but Carlos’ sudden shift in his demeanor revealed evil intent! With an evil grin, Carlos looked at his henchmen and pointed.
“Off with her left foot!”
“Nooooo!” Screamed Conswela as the young henchman raised his ax over his head and swung down hard at the elderly lady’s left leg just above the ankle. The ax landed with a sickly sound/thud as it smashed through flesh, bone, and achilles tendons!
“Aaargh!” Screamed the elderly lady. In agony and pain, the older lady thrashed her head back and forth on the desert ground.
“Te pudiera en el infierno inmundo una rata!” “You’ll rot in hell you filthy rat!” Screamed Garcia’s older aunt.
“Yea, not before you!” Laughed Carlos.
“Please…I don’t know!” Screamed Conswela.
“What’s the nigger number, Anita’s number, and your nephew’s number? Asked Carlos as he held her the phone. She was hesitating.
“Right foot,” Said Carlos.
“Wait! Okay, okay!” Cried Conswela as she struggled with the phone. She finally unlocked it.
Carlos strolled through the contacts until he found Anita’s number and Renaldo’s number. He didn’t know Antonio’s name. “What’s the nigger name?” The one who I saw in the car with you that night you eluded me at the hotel.
“I don’t know! I have lots of black friends!” Said Conswela.
“Right leg” Interrupted Carlos.
“No, no, no!” Screamed Conswela as the young henchman raised the ax again bringing it down on the elderly auntie’s leg cutting it off right at the knee.
“Aaargh!!”
Screamed the old lady as she writhed and shook. She was almost dying from shock. If her heart didn’t give out on her first.!
“His name is Antonio!” Screamed Conswela.
Carlos was planning on sending them group videos and photos just like they did him when they killed his son. He went straight to Antonio’s number. Marked Anita, Antonio, and Renaldo and sent them the video message!
Carlos was planning on sending them group videos and photos just like they did him when they killed his son. He went straight to Antonio’s number. Marked Anita, Antonio, and Renaldo and sent them the video message!
Dallas, Texas
Anita was at home in her mansion at West-lake in Dallas, Texas relaxing after a long day at her office. She was thinking about all the drama that had been going on within the organization during the past year. The drama with Carlos Desendez and now the new developments with Antonio down in Miami. She knew that the feds were involved according to what she had seen on the news. She didn’t know whether to cut all ties with Antonio now that all the violence is drawing heat.
Sure, she and her people didn’t have anything to do with the violence that had happened recently down in Miami. She knew if the feds were involved already that it’s a possibility that she and Renaldo could be under investigation…again!
As she was laying back thinking, her phone vibrated on her nightstand. She picked it up and saw it was a video message from Conswela’s number. So now she’s wondering what kind of video is coming from Conswela. Once the video was downloaded, it was a total surprise to Anita!
“Oh dios mio!” (“Oh my god!”) Said Anita as she looked at the screen. Two old women laying on the ground with their hands tied behind their backs whimpering! One was in total agony bleeding and her right leg had been cut off in two places and bleeding very freely. Two men with ski masks stood behind them with axes in their hands. A young woman laid on the ground. Then it registered in Anita’s mind and she recognized the old woman and the younger woman. These were Garcia’s aunts and niece!! Somebody had kidnapped them and Conswela. She couldn’t see Conswela, but she heard her in the background.
“Please Carlos, Don’t do us like this.!” Said Conswela.
“Carlos!” whispered Anita. Just as she said it Carlos started slapping Conswela to the ground.
“Shut up, bitch!” Said Carlos. “Now you all know how it feels to see a loved one get slaughtered!” “Think about it, the universal laws of reaping what you sow!” Carlos signaled with his hands to one of the masked men.
“Off with her head!” Said Carlos. With that command, you heard screams and cries as the masked man played executioner and brought the ax down on the older woman’s neck decapitating her.
“Aaah!” Screamed Anita along with the women in the video.
“Immundo una rata!!”(“Oh, you filthy rat”) screamed Anita through tears.
Carlos turned the phone to him. “Gracioso tu amenaza fue contra productiv!” “Funny, your threat backfired huh?” The threat the nigga sent me after killing my son! A family member a day or something of that sort for me not coming to court. Guess what? Fuck court I want blood!” Said Carlos into the camera on the phone.
“Off with her head.!” The second ski-masked executioner swiftly brought down his ax into the second old Mexican woman’s head at the ear lobe. He hit the ear lobe on purpose making it a messy situation because it was making the beheading difficult. The goon had to place his right foot on the old lady’s back to gain leverage in wrestling the ax blade from the woman’s head and jaw! Screams of agony came from the woman and a lot of… “What the fuck!?”
“Turk and CaiCO’s Island!” I said as I watched Carlos Desendez video message.
“Bruuu” you live a very interesting life my nigga! Never a dull moment!” Said Brainhead as he was shaking his head in disgust but, smiling as he turned away from the video.
“Hell naw man!” Laughed Brainhead.
“Dem folks for real!” Said Lansky
“Maan, what the fuck!? Who is dem folks man?” Said Brainhead as he paced the floor of the condo.
“Long story, but he mufuckin enemy!” I told him. “This snitching ass Mexican playing some dirty games! He sat on the stand on my plug’s old man in a big conspiracy case back in the days and he helped get him a life sentence! He was a government star witness and a top underboss in my potna’s cartel. So, you know he gave them the business and told everything and got a downward departure (rule 5.k1) In his sentencing he escaped from the witness protection program and been trying to get some get back in his son’s murder. He thinks I had something to do with it as well as my plug.”
Brainhead and crew was kind of looking at me in awe.
“This nigga knocking mufuckas off for the cartel!” Said Brainhead. When he was locked up I always used to say, my big homeboy, classmate, pop is a mufucka!”
We all started laughing at my lil bro as I gave him some dap.
“You already know (hcn) high caliber nigga!” I said.
“High caliber nigga!” Said Brainhead. Well, whatever my nigga we all in, fuck it.”
I then put my focus back on the gruesome video message to see Conswela laying on the ground crying and speaking incoherently in Spanish. That tore at my heart even though me and Conswela was only cut friend, friends with benefits, etc... I st
ill had a love for her as a person and as my partner Garcia’s youngest sister.
“I hope Antonio is looking at this! Said Carlos into the phone as he walked over to Conswela and put the phone close to her face. “Say goodbye to your nigga friend!” Said Carlos.
As Conswela wept as she looked into the camera. “Goodbye, Antonio! I know you're going to get this rat bastard!”
That’s when all of a sudden the phone raised up as if Carlos was passing the phone to someone else and he did. Now, Carlos had the ax.
“Come out and war! Come out and find me!” Said Carlos as he raised the ax above his head and brought it down hard chopping Conswela’s head off. “Come out and find me!” Said Carlos and put the phone down facing Conswela’s lifeless yet pleading eyes.
Chapter 30
The next day, Dallas, Tx
1:00 AM At one of Renaldo’s safe houses
Everybody was sitting around quiet. Renaldo sat with his mother consoling her as she spoke unintelligible Spanish between sobs into her son’s shoulders. Me, Brainhead, Lansky, and Dingo just sat there quietly ready to put in work.
Nonetheless, after I watched that disturbing video message that Carlos sent all of us in a group text. I called my private pilot and got him to fly back down to Turk and Caicos Island to scoop us up and fly us to Dallas. I got to see about my plug and their family! They’re the reason I’m a multimillionaire and my loyalty to them is immeasurable. I had already call Chi-Chi to see how things were looking in Atlanta and they weren’t looking good!
“Man, the feds are everywhere!” Said Chi-Chi.
“Like where?” I asked.
“Bru everywhere!” Said Chi-Chi. First, they hit yo main office snatching computers, ledgers and oh they took your secretary in! They went to you’re record label office confiscating shit! At the same time, they were at your real estate office. Oh, they got to your old lady Tanya.”
“Nooo!” I responded.
“Yea my nigga!” Said Chi-Chi.
