I'm done folks 
just need to type up an epilogue and make some cosmetic changes. If anybody, well maybe 2 or 3 folks want to read the whole thing and give me a review then please let me know. Here are 3 more chapters
Chapter 7
Chapter 7
Mark woke up from what he remembered as a good dream. He was smashing an unknown bad chick strictly off game! As he groggily woke out of his stupor he realized that he had probably consumed way too much liquor the night before in his studio session. He gathered his thoughts and looked at his cell phone to see what time it was. He saw that it was 10:37. “Damn” he said aloud. “I should have been up.” He then noticed he had several missed calls. He unlocked the phone to see whom they were from. Strangely he had 3 calls from Cal and 3 more from unfamiliar numbers. He then noticed he had several unread text messages including a cryptic one from Cal saying to call him ASAP and he was heading over his way. That was unlike Cal as he rarely used the phone especially this early and he almost never sent text messages. The other messages were other street folks stating an urgency to speak with him. He ignored the other messages and dialed up Cal. Cal answered on what seemed like no rings.
“What up Doe” mark sated to his longtime friend.
“Get dressed dude. I’m 5 minutes from you. We got a serious problem that we can’t discuss on the phone. Also don’t return any calls right now. Let’s talk first.” He then hung up.
Mark was now totally perplexed. Cal never sounded this serious. What the fukk is going on? He wondered. He quickly got up and threw on some clothes. Cal arrived shortly after and entered the home. They quickly got to business.
“What’s going on?” Mark asked.
“Dog somebody hit the spot on the gate.”
“You bullshytting”
“Nah dog. I got a call early this morning. Shot it up.”
“Who got hit”
“Not sure yet. Police cleared the scene but folks did see them come out with 3 stretchers. Not sure if they were dead or alive. It’s even on the news but they ain’t saying either. We got to ride through there.”
Mark stood there in total shock. Then thought for the worst. He slowly asked without wanting to hear the answer.
“You called Lil Tim or Onion’s phones?”
“I had Maria call from her phone just in case my number was locked in.” he looked his partner in the eye and stated “no answers. Both phones went straight to voicemail.”
Mark fell back in his chair and placed his hands on his head.
“I should have known something was up when nobody called for a re-up. I knew I should have went over there.”
Cal gave Mark a look of concern then asked. “You heard from your girl?”
“Nah dog” Mark replied. “Dog she will never forgive me if something happens to her brother. Oh shyt man! Let’s go” Mark grabbed his glock and both hustlers quickly headed out to Cal’s truck and made their way up the block.
just need to type up an epilogue and make some cosmetic changes. If anybody, well maybe 2 or 3 folks want to read the whole thing and give me a review then please let me know. Here are 3 more chaptersChapter 7
Chapter 7
Mark woke up from what he remembered as a good dream. He was smashing an unknown bad chick strictly off game! As he groggily woke out of his stupor he realized that he had probably consumed way too much liquor the night before in his studio session. He gathered his thoughts and looked at his cell phone to see what time it was. He saw that it was 10:37. “Damn” he said aloud. “I should have been up.” He then noticed he had several missed calls. He unlocked the phone to see whom they were from. Strangely he had 3 calls from Cal and 3 more from unfamiliar numbers. He then noticed he had several unread text messages including a cryptic one from Cal saying to call him ASAP and he was heading over his way. That was unlike Cal as he rarely used the phone especially this early and he almost never sent text messages. The other messages were other street folks stating an urgency to speak with him. He ignored the other messages and dialed up Cal. Cal answered on what seemed like no rings.
“What up Doe” mark sated to his longtime friend.
“Get dressed dude. I’m 5 minutes from you. We got a serious problem that we can’t discuss on the phone. Also don’t return any calls right now. Let’s talk first.” He then hung up.
Mark was now totally perplexed. Cal never sounded this serious. What the fukk is going on? He wondered. He quickly got up and threw on some clothes. Cal arrived shortly after and entered the home. They quickly got to business.
“What’s going on?” Mark asked.
“Dog somebody hit the spot on the gate.”
“You bullshytting”
“Nah dog. I got a call early this morning. Shot it up.”
“Who got hit”
“Not sure yet. Police cleared the scene but folks did see them come out with 3 stretchers. Not sure if they were dead or alive. It’s even on the news but they ain’t saying either. We got to ride through there.”
Mark stood there in total shock. Then thought for the worst. He slowly asked without wanting to hear the answer.
“You called Lil Tim or Onion’s phones?”
“I had Maria call from her phone just in case my number was locked in.” he looked his partner in the eye and stated “no answers. Both phones went straight to voicemail.”
Mark fell back in his chair and placed his hands on his head.
“I should have known something was up when nobody called for a re-up. I knew I should have went over there.”
Cal gave Mark a look of concern then asked. “You heard from your girl?”
“Nah dog” Mark replied. “Dog she will never forgive me if something happens to her brother. Oh shyt man! Let’s go” Mark grabbed his glock and both hustlers quickly headed out to Cal’s truck and made their way up the block.
I know people don't like being criticized but that is what I would look to edit if I were you 
If you plan on self publishing then you have no issue, you can do it on your own. If you plan on going to a publisher, this will stick out like a sore thumb and you'll look like a novice.
beat it clown 
