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    Chicago Riot
    Chicago Riot
    Chicago Riot
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    Chicago Riot

    By Alex Parker

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    This action-packed thriller will send you spiralling into the world of Chicago-born Dwayne Todd, as he transcends from an innocent child to the terror of both the underworld and the Chicago police department. Get this book now to begin a journey you may never really come back from.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCampbell
    Release dateAug 23, 2018
    ISBN9781386219941
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      Chicago Riot - Alex Parker

      Young And Stupid

      The coughing was getting worse. He sat down in the dark listening to noisy explosions emanating from her lungs. Every time she coughed, he could picture the blood that would no doubt splatter the white handkerchief she usually held to her mouth. He had only noticed the bleeding two days ago, and the sight had sent a cold chill down his twelve years old body.

      Mom, are you okay? he asked, fearfully.

      For the past four weeks, Dwayne Todd and his mother had been living in the bunker of an abandoned factory located in the middle of Michigan Avenue. It had been a month since their landlord kicked them out for being unable to pay rent and since then Marisa Todd had tried to work odd jobs in a bid to cater for her only son. The sickness started gradually and at first she thought it must have been due to stress. But then it got worse and the coughing became uncontrollable. With no money to buy drugs and her fear of being separated from her child, all she could do was lie there in the dark every day, coughing.

      Dwayne's stomach roared. It was almost sunset and he had not eaten anything since the previous night. Even then, all he had was a piece of bread leftover from the bakery. He hated the life they had been destined to live, and more often than not, he would wonder why he had no father to care for him just like the other kids in his former school.

      Sam Todd and Marisa Todd were married for seven years before having their first child. Before then, they had tried to conceive to no avail but fate soon smiled upon them with the birth of Dwayne. Sam had been working in a cement factory for many years where he had been severely underpaid but was still able to provide for the basic needs of the family. He had no qualifications or education, so his chances of finding a better job in the city were very slim.

      Tragedy struck one day. Sam Todd had been assigned to drive a truckload of cement out of the city when his truck was involved in a fatal accident that claimed his life. Since then things had gone sideways for Dwayne and his mother. Growing up in the suburbs, had made him mature a lot quicker than he should have so he was fully aware of everything that was happening. There were many other homeless black families in Chicago, but his was worse because his mother was slowly dying.

      Come here boy, Marisa called out to her son in the dark.

      He stood and walked up to her quickly. What can I do for you, mother?

      You haven't eaten a damn thing today, have you? she asked.

      No mom. But it's okay. I'm not hungry.

      She laughed, and even in the darkness, he could see her sparkling white teeth. She coughed once more. Dwayne winced.

      When she finally regained her voice, she said, You've always been a terrible liar, son. Of course you are hungry.

      Dwayne sighed. But there ain't nothing to eat.

      Run over to the bakery down the avenue. Try and see if they can spare more leftover bread for us today.

      He nodded. The little boy had secretly wished she'd give him the go-ahead to go beg for more bread at the store. He left her side and ran out of the bunker, through the factory door and out into the streets. Though it was just a few minutes past 7 o'clock the city was already bubbling with the night life. Young Dwayne could not be bothered about the activities happening around him. All he cared about was getting to the bakery before they closed for the day. As he approached the door of the bakery building, something caught his attention from the corner of his eyes.

      It was a drugstore that was located directly opposite the bakery. Dwayne stared through the glass doors. The pharmacy seemed to stock all kinds of drugs. He saw a female customer talking to the salesman at the counter. He watched as the man dropped the requested product on the counter and received money for it. A dangerous idea began to slowly take shape in the little boy's mind.

      Dwayne had only a few seconds to decide his next move. If he did what he was thinking, it would mean he would not have a meal to eat this night, because the store would be closed any minute. He decided to go ahead with the plan and forfeit any chance of having dinner that night. He quickly crossed the street and walked into the pharmacy.

      Hello there boy. How can I help you? the salesman said cheerfully. He was a white middle-aged man no older than thirty-two.

      I need something for my mom. She's been coughing for the last few weeks, and it's really bad.

      The man nodded. Oh. How bad is it?

      She coughs out blood now.

      The man shook his head in disapproval. That's really serious. She should be in a hospital now, not trying to self-medicate.

      She will go, very soon. She just needs something to use for now, he pleaded and made the most sorrowful expression he could think up.

      The salesman sighed. "Okay, I'll help you out if you promise to tell her to see a doctor tomorrow unfailingly.

      Yes. I will, he said with a smile.

      The man nodded and immediately walked over to select a drug from one of those on display behind him. He returned to stand in front of Dwayne and placed the drug on the counter.

      That would be five dollars. It's guaranteed to get her back on her feet for a while, said the salesman.

      Thank you, mister, Dwayne

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