Gangs: A Narrative Fiction

“Which one of you shot him” said angrily
“When you say him who exactly are you talking about” The only person one of you killed yesterday, unless you just out here shooting random people up for fun.”
A member of Richard Smith’s California base gang shot a rival gang member who they were a peace with. Now Richard is trying to fix the problem before it gets any bigger. So he gather gang member 45,67, and 178 because they are the most trigger happy member of his gang that he doesn’t trust. Also he assigns people he feel is unimportant to him number that way he doesn’t have to learn their name and name make you connect more a person, which is something he dislikes very much.
“The three other you against the wall now” he screamed.
“Bro none killed

Nothing is stopping me from shooting you and getting another one of you gang members.”
“But you promised me money already.”
“I’m tired of you and your low IQ.” In a fit of rage Richard pulls out a gun.
“Now tell me what I want to know, before I shoot you in the face.”
“Alright, I'll tell you what you want to know just don't shoot me.” He went on the give up all of his gang information, some of it was necessary and some wasn’t. Richard and his gang didn't because the more secrets he knew the better.
“I told you everything, now can I please go.”
“Yeah 33 over there will take you back home. Also, make you don't tell anybody what happened here.
“I promise on my life I won't.” Richard went home to prepare for an very important phone call. He knew that the only way to fix the gang war was by what he said.
“Hello.”
“Who is this.”
“I’m a businessman trying to solve an issue.”
“Stop playing games with, night now who is this.”
“You don't need my name to solve this issue.”
“Why are calling my phone