The four-bedroom house was big but not too flashy. Genuine African American artwork hung on the walls, plush cream-colored wall-to-wall carpet lay throughout the living, den, and family rooms. Deep cedar wood stretched the long entry way, half bath, and dining room floors. The gourmet kitchen was equipped with all stainless steel appliances, topped off with a vaulted ceiling and skylight. C-Lok limited the number of people he allowed inside of his home. His number one rule was never let them know where you rest your head. C-Lok and Prince were in the den playing a game of pool. Prince had to pick up the stash of drugs and money his uncle was holding for him. Unbeknownst to him, C-Lok had a proposition that would change his life forever. “You held up well while knocking out that stretch you took on for ya boy,” C-Lok said proudly. “It’s all part of the game.” Prince shrugged. “See, that’s what I like: a young hustler who understands the rules of the game.” C-Lok nodded. “This is all I know, Unc.
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