Chapter 1596 Not Quite A White Knight(Reluctant Sex):>Ep2

• Cosmo was 25. He was out of prison for less than 3 months after catching a full nickel with no parole; boring patrol duty was part of his path back into the Aztexs inner circle. Too bad it was a short path.
• I was 28, I had stepped out of being the 49's Warlord some years ago, when I started law school. Even with a 150 IQ there were only so many hours in a day. After I graduated my Uncle Toad semi-retired so I became co-boss. Today I am the Jefe, the CEO, the Chairman of the Board, whatever. Only a few officers know my true authority. Like Toad, I delegate. I am a different sort of cat, but I try to keep the troublesome stuff disguised. Nobody still alive, except Aunt Marta in Detroit, knew the whole story, and she had given her eye as proof she would never tell.
• The Black Kings looked like they were having this "In Your Face - In Your Territory" party here purely because they knew they weren't supposed to be here, and I guess they figured they could get away with it. Evidence of their presence was a plain insult to both of our gangs. Having obscene fun with a white girl, then killing her in a gruesome manner so it would make the papers, all in marked territory, would up the publicity and thereby greatly multiply the insult.