whats next ....

Frank takes a deep breath because who knows what is going to happen next he hangs up the phone. Then he slowly turns around, his heart beating faster and faster every second. He looks and he saw the man right behind him with a hoody on and his hands in his pockets. The person says, “Thought you were going to show up in a limo or send one of your bitch ass workers to do the job.  Franks said I don’t need people to do a man's job! Frank did his trade and got out of there hopped back on the bus to the apartments. Right before he stuck his key in the door his phone rings. Hello, frank says.  Hey dad can we go to the carnival. It was his five-year-old daughter that lives with his old girlfriend.  His daughter is the sweetest little girl that never gets in trouble never does anything wrong. He said when she was born she was his heart and he would do anything for her. Knowing that he doesn’t spend so much time with her because his always working and on the move he said yes. Later that day, frank and his daughter were at the fair having a good time then out of nowhere he saw one of his workers Howard. He didn’t look so happy. That was a sign something happen . . . . .

its a monday morning ! "blog 1"

The day started off like any other day for frank, (otherwise known as "Gaza" to his workers). Ring ! ring ! ring ! His phone goes off constantly .You would think he would turn it off , but being the biggest drug dealer on the block he has no choice. He picks up the phone and a person says half past 12 need da pound . Then he hangs up and he says damn another day. Frank goes to the closet gets he's clothes/ the pound and he is off to make his delivery. When he steps outside he sees the 18 wheeler stuck like he is. Since he doesn't want certain people to see him he takes the bus to make the delivery. Once he gets off the bus the phone rings again ... Where are you the voice said . Frank replied in between da cut . The unknown person says turn around.