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May 13, 2028.

****BANG! BANG! BOOM 💥 *****

The war has been raging for like 20 hours. Gunshots being heard near and far. Some flying close by the broken window in this shabby motel.

I am left up to God...and the two bullets left in my gun. Nothing else to defend my woman or myself. I feel as if I let her down. I brought this upon her life.

We are on the floor and she's still shaking, crying and praying. We have no idea of how we're going to escape.

I cannot trust anybody to make a call. And we nahv nuhn. No phone. No nuhn. All now mi nuh know weh Trigga deh!

Mi deh yah fi bout five hours good and all now nobody cyaa reach out to mi! And fi di whole p*ssyclaat five hours Mackaylia deh bawl. Neva wah she get exposed to dem lifestyle yah enuh.

Right now man feel fi just bomb up di wull a dis bomboclaat to enuh! Just f*ck up and flatten Jamaica enuh!!

Right now rapture fi gwaan😤

Still cut up dawg. Mi own a blood? Mi own family really try tek mi points?! After all a di strength mi give di man...him really wah tek mi out and tek ova mi lifestyle and business?!!

Set up mi friends, woman and my life?! To the point mi? Tae? Affi a stay inna safe house and a hideout?!

Mi affi dirt him. Mi personally a feed him to Mad Max!

Him really nuh know who him a deal wid. It's like the man figet who me be.

See pree mon😤

Him just try look out man...see every tear mi shed and every tear mi woman shed? A DOUBLE TIME EVERY BULLET MI A EMPTY INNA HIM!

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You're probably wondering how my life came to this. If I should sit and tell you from the beginning it would take years!

However, I can rewind a bit and let you understand what's happening. But first, let me introduce myself.

Hi, my name is Tae. I originate from a place called May Pen in Clarendon, Jamaica.

My mantra is "Get rich or die trying"

So I did and would still do anything to become what I am today. I once aspired to become a doctor but God never gave my parents money. So, I turned the illegal way.

I am no saint. I have no remorse for what I did in the past and what I will do next. After all, it's the destiny God planned for me.

****BANG!*****

I look at Mackaylia trembling in my arms, she looks up frantic. She whispers, "who dat?"

I signal her to shhh, "doh mek nuh sound." I grip the Glock, finger already on the trigger. Ready for anything that's about to happen. This is the price you pay for being a gangster.

**BOW💥**

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Welcome to "The Jamaican Underboss". I never properly introduced myself earlier. My name is Keontae Lewis and this is my story.

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Ehem...hey peeps, are you ready for another book journey with me??🙃 Hope you enjoy and oh...I suggest you read the description first, if you haven't already~Fiery💋

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