Wednesday, October 30, 2019

They Don't Understand

Standing by her car with her baby in arm , a gun shot was heard . It was her boyfriend Robert that was seen running towards her. Darla quickly observed him as blood dripped from his forearm.'' Get into  the car'',  Robert yelled to Darla. Fearing for her life and her child,  she panicked and dropped the car keys.

Robert jumped into the back seat and said "Go now ". Darla didn't place the child in the car seat as she sped off from the scene, little Frankie gurgled and smiled not knowing his parents were in danger, when a car pulled up beside them and started shooting at Robert.



Darla screamed out '' my baby!'', when she noticed she was hit by the pellet in the chest. Feeling faint, she veered off the road and crashed into a tree. The baby fell out  from the seat of the car down onto the floor area crying. Robert said " Darla are you okay?'', as he jumped out the car running away ,trying to get them to follow him to protect his family. He had stolen money from a gangster in the neighborhood that wanted him dead. Bobby the leader of the gang saw Robert running down the streets and gunned him down like an animal.

 That was the last  horrific memory Darla recalled as she told her son Frankie who is now sixteen years old. Frankie stated aloud " I will revenge my father's death by joining a gang in search of my  father's killer''.

Darla knew her son was going down the wrong path when she said " Frankie please don't go down this road, your father lost his life thinking he could steal from the mob to provide a better life for us" Frankie replied, " I got this, I'm not my father. I will have my sweet revenge",walking away with her heart pounding, Darla felt compelled to do something before her son was killed.

Looking back on her life style she didn't want to go down memory lane, she had lived a criminal lifestyle with Robert, as teenagers in a gang as killers, drug dealers and thieves. She lived that life, but when she got pregnant she wanted to start afresh and get out of  the gang life.

Darla had called in a few favors from those who owed her. She only wanted to protect her son at this point. She knew she had to get him out of the gang and the only way to leave any gang is through death. Calling Roberts brothers and explaining to them what happened, they took matters in their own hands. They had devised a plan to get little Frankie out of the gang ,what they did was unbearable.

Robert's brothers - Mike and Mickey sought out to buy military guns and grenades, they knew they had to do drastic measures to protect their nephew which meant they had to take down the main leader of the gang and his family.  


The plan was discussed with Darla, she had to make sure Frankie wasn't around when they planed to take out the gang members. Mike and Mickey hired ex-military friends to help execute their plan. On this particular night Darla showed photographs of all the gang member leaders and their families, who ran sections of the neighborhood to Mickey.

 Mike surveilled all the hangout spots were the gang members attended, including their families household and businesses. The two ex-military friends Bob and Randell were in charge of all the grenades and explosives, as they set out to take down the Mob. Darla informed Frankie that his grandmother was sick on her death bed and wanted to see him one last time as they drove out of town to Minnesota while Mickey began his plan of action.



Explosion started to take place in warehouses, homes,cars and businesses in the neighborhood. People were startled to see all the smoke and loud noises taking  place. The police didn't have a clue where to begin and why these explosions were taking place. As the gang leaders were taken out in small numbers, other gang members where running scared knowing all the places that are targeted, were their meeting grounds. Shooting anyone that tried to escaped the fire and explosions, Mike didn't have  mercy for them. He only thought about his nephew and his brother being murdered by these gang members. 


The death toll had risen considerably as fires and explosion still went on in the downtown area of Chicago. Police sirens were heard  loud and clear as ambulance strolling lights ran all night frantically trying to save victims, but were too late. Mike and Mickey executed their plan successfully by eliminating ninety percent of gang members , their homes, family members and businesses. 
A phone call was placed to Darla, she only heard three words. 
"It was done".












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