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[center][h1][color=gray]Bishop Wallace[/color][/h1][/center]

Shortly after leaving his building and crossing the borders of his main turf, Bishop was with his right hand man and two others, wanting to check out some unmarked territories called, Grey Zones, that weren't really ran by anyone but was basically a free area to do whatever. usually the ones here were the severely poor people who had to scavenge daily for what they wanted. Bishop Usually stayed out of other's territories unless he had business to deal with them. 

Quietly walking through the Grey area, Bishop's right hand man got a call on his phone, relaying the messages to him "Bishop...there's a little problem. Our....'gate keeper'....he's having trouble. The South Border Clique....they're threatening him to have the weapons come through them so to gain some more heat. He said they're threatening to torture him if he don't give them access to what he has and soon.." Bishop gave a sigh. The SBC were known to be quite ruthless and if they fucked up his weapons smuggling, the Joker Boys will not be getting their items soon.

Bishop stopped for a moment to think. The Joker Boys were still in the middle of a turf war with their rivals, so calling them to handle it was not an option. The rest of his Black Out Crew were spread out through the prison city. He noticed a young woman sitting on the steps of an abandoned building and getting a little distracted by her looks, Bishop pointed to his right hand man. [color=gray]Listen... I don't think any of our people to handle a fight with them bitches right now but I know a motha fucka that may be able to handle that group on his own. You remember James Hunter and his territory? Call our guys nearest to him and have them see if they can reach him and have him meet with me for a meeting....I got somethin to handle right now.[/color] he said heading towards the young woman, while Bishop's right hand man called the guys.

Walking up to the young woman who was sitting there alone [color=gray]Sup lil ma. Ain't it a bit dangerous for you to be sitting here alone in a place like this?[/color] He said starting up a conversation.

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Northwest from where Bishop was, two members of the Black Out Crew was right outside The Crusher's territory when they got the call from the right hand man to search and contact The Crusher to schedule a meeting between him and Bishop. The two men looked at each other crazy knowing this big hulking brute could easily kill someone and they're being sent straight into the lion's den to speak with him. Shrugging and seemingly reluctant to do so, they headed to the territory, walking pass two individuals, a male and female who didn't look threatening at first glance except for the gun they noticed and one of the goons spoke up "Aye! punk-ass and bitch....is a motha fucka named James Hunter around here?" he asked the two, calling them out of their names. They seemed a little uneasy, like they just got away from a threatening situation.