Nicholson used his one good foot to shuffle closer to him. He took two sniffs. "Angry and courage. One can make you go the distance in getting rid of Jason. The other will cause you to question your morals. You don't have to become dirty as Jason but you have to get a little dirty on yourself to accomplish the goal."
"I didn't run to call the police when that happen," said Brice pointing to the neighbors coming to aid the injured bodyguards. "The reign of killing my kids at will is over."
Maybe he knows something, Brice thought. He resembled a bad horror flick creation, Jason messed him up for good. Avoiding glancing at him, he concentrated on the McDonald's and White Castle's bags lining his floor and listening to Get It Right's threats.
"Nachine Bautista," Nicholson said, interrupting the silence in the room.
"I heard her name since I was in high school." Brice glared at Get It Right realizing they were all the same. If he killed one, another one replaced him or her. He conceived to create a system eliminating the replacements. The plan would be to liberate his community from the need for drug dealers. "She's a drug dealer she has nothing to do with education." That wicked fool won't die."
"Then you aware she runs drugs through the teenagers," said Nicholson. "Jason tried to get her out the school by pushing out the gang members. Then he got tired of being poor and worrying about being fired."
"He sided with her."
"No he made a truce. She run the outside of the school. He runs the inside."
"The key is they don't get alone."
Brice reached into his pocket, removing a couple of tens. He handed them to Nicholson. He waved them away.
"Jason hired Tattle Tale to beat me down every move I made against him. The last school audit I requested, left me cripple. He has to be punished or die soon or my fight represents a waste of my time."
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