Boondocks Riley Gangster Novels & Stories

He felt betrayed. The man seeing his boss condition and his bleeding hand felt concerned " Why don't you treat your wound first boss?" The man asked Dylan who hadn't noticed the wound on his hand before checked it and made a O sound but quickly divert his attention to the man face " FIND KILLER'S FAMILY AND ELIMINATE THEM ALL!"

Caused by the incident between the group of red masked men—gangsters, minions of Mafias, Mr. Hunderson, Vince, Clyde, Everleigh, and Raven were brought to hospital. Vince and Clyde both had minor injury on their head. Raven, aside from his gunshot wounds on his leg and shoulder, he got wounds on his arms and back when he protected Everleigh. They are both in not a good place inside the car, not to mention they don't have seatbelts. Raven's body was bumped around inside the car just to protect Everleigh.

Riley’s face lost all color when she saw the cars. “We’re screwed! Manager Bowie sent his men! He’s furious!” “What now? What now?!” Several bodyguards in black were at a complete loss. In a place like Flutwell, the Hatchet Gang were living nightmares!

The hillbillies proved a dead end, and nothing came out to play, so they went back to the motel for a shower and to regroup. "Dumb and dumber were useless," Marc quipped. Trent paced. "We already guessed Roderick was paying them to lure victims for him, but even they weren't sure if he was holed up in that camp or not." "So what's our next step?" Darren asked in his usual quiet tone. Leaning back in a chair and trying to appear casual, Jaxon drawled, "Time to go meet the beast. Or his minions, at any rate." "What happened to Ôthere's too many of them to fight'?"

They were called the Green gang because all they cared about was money which they termed 'green'. They were loud and ruthless. Their leader, a short Black man who called himself Dinero said, “Yo! Ash man! Turn yourself in.” Dinero wore green rimmed shades, and his cut off jeans where sagging from his slim waist. Ash looked him up and down before replying, “I'm sorry man, but I won't. I thought we were brothers, we run these streets together. All of a sudden, you're going to rat me out to the cops. You ain't being loyal.”

My teeth are chattering even though I’m not cold. Then I see him. Liam. He’s standing at the far end of the clearing, near the tree line, silhouetted by headlights behind him. His hands are at his sides, a gun in one hand and a knife in another. My eyes trail lower and I see him. My torturer, the man who tormented me for hours. Trevor is kneeling in front of Liam. His body is oozing blood. I can see it gushing from his sides

Richard chuckles not fazed that I was pointing a gun at him, we all know how crazy he is so it really doesn't surprise me. "Show me your hands" I say not giving in to the mind games I know he was trying to play, I've grown up and have been very well trained too. "Where's Riley, I thought you and him were like the non-criminal version of Bonnie and Clyde?" he smirks still not showing me where his hands were, I had the option to shoot but I would be shooting be to kill and we need him alive "was he the one that messed up your face, I thought I was the only one that was gonna do that" he sighs while I start to take slow and cautious steps towards him, I didn't need to rush into any of this.

"Maybe you'll be an asset." 'So Jack used to be in another gang?' Alice figured. 'That must be why there's so many of them. They use intimidation to absorb rival groups.' From the way they interacted, it was odd to think they'd fought in the past. There was a sense of comradery among the lads--a bond. She would never have guessed that bond was forged in blood. "Come on." Riley offered his hand and pulled Alice from the hard concrete floor. When she stumbled, tripping over an old pipe, he snickered and offered her a piggyback ride.

Ryder rushed towards me once he heard the bedroom door opening. He halted in his steps when I glanced at Jason instead. My chest ached when I noticed the pained look on Ryder’s face. “My mom is calling you.” I informed Jason to which he frowned before following me inside. I had to glance downwards to avoid Ryder’s gaze while closing the door behind Jason. My mom did not hesitate to ask Jason about Ryder’s connection to the underground world. “Ryder is part of an underground gang who helps the police department in catching underground criminals and mafia gang members specializing in selling drugs to teenagers and kidnapping girls.” Jason paused for a split second to look at me before glancing

he munched down a bacon strip. “I heard the name,” I said, distracted by his zeal for food. “Klaus’ cousin?” He swallowed his food. “He worked with Dominguez. His father tried to kidnap Rylee.” “He failed?” He nodded in confirmation. Rylee was really something else. The fear in Tony’s men hearing her name is not a joke. I wonder what her story was. How did a woman like her get tangled in this life? “She got badly wounded. Bossman is on to something, but didn’t tell me what.”