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Regaining her focus to get the cheddar while in an industry that changed like weather. The noise she’d caused avenging her man, allowed police to see where she stand, or see where she stood; they now understood that she supplied dope to all neighborhoods.
From that point on she was under a microscope. From that point on she would start to sink like a boat. Some of her underlings would start to sing like a note. Up until then she was all in control. Up until then they did all they were told; ‘til one by one they were getting arrested. Some but not all let the truth be attested.
Up until then she was all in control. Up until then she was always on a roll when it came to keeping her business in order. Over a decade of repeated orders of drugs she moved across the border. She was the most successful daughter behind a criminal enterprise. She was a criminal on the rise, before her killing spree opened cops' eyes.
Now they kept a close eye on Dana. The DEA would post up on Dana's street and at her trap locations. Under surveillance like a map location. They launched a full scale investigation at what was known as GGW.
"You wouldn't want to see me trouble you," said a cop in a threatening voice, to a worker who had no choice because of the fact he was caught in the act, selling drugs and now his back was against the wall just like a poster. Heated up just like a toaster. His decision was to tell, so he could lessen his days in a cell.
The average person would call him a snitch. Some would even call him a bitch. A couple others squealed the same, when they got caught they'd drop the name of Dana like it was a hot potato. Therefore authorities were not disabled when gathering info to bring her down. She was under the ringer now.
Wiretaps and several snitches, put an end to Dana's riches. Her indictment was filled with excitement, according to how the media hyped it. But there was a twist before the trial. There was a girl who'd drove for miles to put an end to Dana's life, she had a gun and a knife.
Right before the court proceedings, Dana had a Grimm Reaper meeting. This young lady from out of town, stepped to Dana with an outward frown.
"Bitch these bullets are for my brother!" The look in her eyes was like no other.
The bullets pierced into Dana's lungs. This is when the chaos begun. Dana fell and everyone ducked. Her lawyer yelled out, "What the fuck!"
He fell too, right next to Dana. The situation was hardly buena. He died instantly, Dana did not, she struggled to try to move from her spot. But as she started to crawl away, the rest of her death was underway.
The killer enacted the last of her plan and ran to Dana with knife in hand. Before a person could try to stop her, she overtook Dana and jumped on top her. The knife went high up in the air, then lunged straight down at Dana's hair. The stabbing occurred like hammering a nail; the plasma leaked out and started a trail of blood on the steps of the county courthouse. There was more blood than a UFC sport bout.
Dana had suffered an abrupt attack. It was brutal like a Celebrity Deathmatch. She let out a gasp and a shriek of agony, before she died it sounded like a tragedy. The killer was finally seized and captured, by police who'd seen it after the fact and made it there too late. Nothing was left to speculate. Two people dead and others were injured. It took two minutes for the crime to be hindered.
Dana's life had started with strife. Then it got better, but a few decisions led her into actions that caused much harm to others; one of those people was her killer's brother. It was a shame but that's how it goes. Sometimes karma can shut your door closed. People you hurt can come back to hurt you; expose you to things and try to subvert you.
Treating others fairly and keeping that in mind, makes life easier all the time.