Take what you want and leave what you don’t. We lived by these rules. London’s most challenging and meanest street raised us; we were children of no one, no prior history to any family lineage. Still, I always believed in being a monster with a heart, and for these reasons, I was given the name sweetly. Still, my brother was a real different taste in the mouth, he was ruthless, aggressive and sometimes unforgiving, and for that reason, he was given the name sour.

We were homeless children, feeding off what we could on the streets, we survived by learning the roads and evolving, and soon, we joined the dirtiest uncouth and menacing group- the clovers. And In one fateful day, my brother was about to be killed by them, he bit a little more than he could chew this time, but his complete lack of fear for death left them dumbfounded in his words he would say, ” I was dead the moment I knew myself” and he believed this saying, so he didn’t fear death. Something in his words made them think this was the man to keep, not to kill, and they did just that. Sour did all the ruthless and dirty jobs for them.

I joined by being an admirer, although I didn’t like everything they did.

We slowly rose to the top of the ranks and became known by the names sweet and sour. The night came I was thinking of making this our last package; after this, we would dissolve the clovers and revamped them with new ideas, ways, and principles.

It was simple we were going to bring down the police because we knew the number of corrupt individuals that lived under that name. We knew they would never let us turn the business around because we did what they couldn’t as men in uniforms; in turn, we got to keep the streets under our control; it was a controlled crime chain. Still, they also made plans to replace me with sour because I didn’t do all they wanted. My sense of right and wrong was still evident, so they wanted me gone. Which meant I was set to end them and were set to end me. It was only down to who did it first. I was going to dig up everything I had on them, but I needed to gather the evidence.

On the other hand, they made Sour see I was going to change the business, and they made him work against me, eventually killing me. His short-sightedness was what they used, or so I thought the actual plan was to bring me in after I killed my brother that way, they get to eliminate us both, my brother died, and I was in bars for his death, their plan had worked, or so it seemed. I am telling you this in cuffs, but I wasn’t planning to Lose it all, for I speak with you all evidence of you and your people have just reached its final cut and will be airing globally for the world see in 3,2,1.

All television screens in the cell come on as the evidence starts to transmit to everyone from an untraceable source.

” You are dead, and I promise sweet,” the chief said.

I laughed and said, ” I was dead from the moment I knew myself”.

WRITTEN BY

BELUSSCONI