Skinny ordered his crew to do the same and the guns disappeared as quickly as they were pulled out. “Now that the catchin up is over, why the fuck am I here?”

“You broke the rules Skinny.” The older Bearclaw stated simply.

“Nigga what the fuck are you talkin bout?”

“Does the name Spencer Carlin ring a bell? No? How bout Richard Andrew Williams? Maybe Ashley Davies?”

The fatter of the two stayed quiet, contemplating his next move before he opened his mouth to say something that nearly made all of them want to run over there and choke him to death. “I have no idea what you’re talkin bout.”

“Bull fuckin shit.” Aiden spat out, his emotions getting the better of him.

“Don’t speak unless being spoken too punk.” Dallas warned.

“All of you shut the fuck up. We’re talkin here.” Gideon barked at them. “You broke the rules when you sent Raw to deal with Ashley. You know the rules state that if you got an issue with one of our crew, you come to me or Dano. And even after all that, he got the wrong girl.”

Aiden blinked twice, he didn’t know the whole situation until that moment, neither did Axis or Caesar. Had Gideon forgot to tell them? ‘No. Not with something this important. Then why the hell didn’t he say anything?’

“Alright.” Skinny chuckled. “You got me. So again, why the fuck are we here?”

“I’m offering you a choice. If this gets settled, we can go back to doin our own thing and the truce holds up.” Gideon replied.

“I’m listenin.”

“We’ll pay you whatever Ashley owes you. But in return for your oversight,” he said the word with blatant disgust. “we want Raw out of the picture, permanently.”

“No way.” Fasia stated. “Dude is in a fuckin coma. He’s more of a man then any of you pussy ass bitches.”

Skinny put his hand up, commanding silence. “Shut up Kale.” He stared long and hard at Gideon, evaluating the situation before he spoke again. “And if I say no?”

With an even tone, Genesis responded. “Then we’ll make sure Trent Street Mafia no longer exists.”

“Is that a threat?”

“That’s a promise.” Dano said.

“You have two days to give your response. You know where to find us.”

And with that, all of the SDR’s brushed past their sworn enemies, jumped in the car, and drove off into the night.