Episode 3: Swift vengeance, dirty guns and the silence of pretenders


"Word is those four cats got nabbed by HPD last week, them Underground Pyramid boys?  They all got slotted.  For real.  Remember how the cops was trying to get those suspects from that party shooting on the South side and when they found them dudes and threw them in jail they all scratched black X's over they mouths and refused to speak?  Remember that shit?  You know what I'm talking about, right?  You knew one of them boys.  Kincaid Simmons.  Your sister used to run with him when she was in school, before she graduated.  Kincaid was kinda hard, but no one thought he was ignorant like that.  To just shoot them kids at that party for no good reason?  People change, though.  Drug game make a monster out of the sweetest brother you know.
Anyway, Kincaid and his boys?  All them niggas dead.  Yup.  They got popped last night at the Sheriff's department.  Not only them, but all the guys being transported to the county.  There was a rapist- that fool from Almeda?  Rogers or Rugers, something like that.  The one got them 5 girls at the mall last year.  And that boy Hayden Cain?  'Smiley.'  The crooked cop they scooped up in that State-wide investigation two days ago?  They got that white boy, too.  Damn shame.
But what's such a trip, though, is that while the other police was there securing the scene, interviewing witnesses, stretching out that yellow tape and drawing all them damn chalk outlines, somebody went and blew up that train on the west side.  You know, over by the interstate?  Now, the news don't want to say what's going on over there, right?  But my boy Sonny say that them trains was full of guns and things.  Like explosives.  Bad stuff.  And check this: the Sheriff got a call minutes after the explosion derailed that motherfucker and the nigga on the line said the real Underground Pyramid was claiming responsibility for both of them crimes.  The jailhouse shooting andthe train.  This brother said that 'all pretenders to the Pyramid will be silenced.'  And that's why they brought the Feds in on this shit right here.  My neighbor Bill can't even find a place to park his Tacoma down there.
Ask King.  He talked to Sonny, too.  He'll tell you all about this shit."