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the cartel 3 the last chapter ashley jaquavis

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urban books llc 78 east industry court deer park ny 11729 the cartel 3 the last chapter copyright © 2010 ashley jaquavis all rights reserved no part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any means without prior consent of the publisher except brief quotes used in reviews eisbn 13 978-1-59983-122-0 eisbn 10 1-59983-122-8 first printing august 2010 printed in the united states of america

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5/520 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 this is a work of fiction any references or similarities to actual events real people living or dead or to real locales are intended to give the novel a sense of reality any similarity in other names characters places and incidents is entirely coincidental distributed by kensington publishing corp submit wholesale orders to kensington publishing corp c/o penguin group usa inc attention order processing 405 murray hill parkway east rutherford nj 07073-2316 phone 1-800-526-0275 fax 1-800-227-9604

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contents prologue chapter one welcome to the cartel 3 chapter two chapter three chapter four chapter five chapter six chapter seven chapter eight chapter nine chapter ten

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7/520 chapter eleven chapter twelve chapter thirteen chapter fourteen chapter fifteen chapter sixteen chapter seventeen chapter eighteen the last chapter 2 weeks later in brazil epilogue

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prologue we are gathered here today to celebrate the lives of three of god s children the preacher stood before the many people who attended the funeral of street royalty it was a sad day in miami and on this day the streets were like a ghost town it seemed as if the entire underworld had stopped to commemorate those they had lost everyone within the city limits felt this grief the lives of three street legends had been destroyed and grief overflowed in the ceremony as three silverplated coffins sat side by side with an

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9/520 array of flower arrangements around them it was a bright sunny day and it seemed as if god shone his light down from the heavens above to make that hard day seem a tad bit better for the mourning attendees it was a triple funeral to bury the last of the diamond family breeze carter and mecca the cartel was no more and it was the last chapter to what was to be named one of the biggest legacies in miami s underworld history their story was legendary ruthless and most of all classic many people were in attendance but the most important guests were not there to pay their final respects they were there to confirm that the last of the cartel was deceased and about to be buried into the ground.

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10/520 robin and aries were in attendance draped in all-black dresses with big shades on to keep a low profile murder also sat beside them the demise of the cartel was bittersweet for him and he gritted his teeth tightly as he thought about mecca and the missed opportunity to personally kill him on miamor s behalf nevertheless mecca was dead and that would have to be enough for him emilio estes leena and monroe jr were also in attendance mourning the loss they were the only people left alive who could sit in the front pew reserved for family although far removed from the diamond legacy they were the last of a dying bloodline there was an eerie feeling in the air and everyone there could sense it as the preacher held the holy bible tightly

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11/520 in his hand and read from the book of psalms a stretch limo with tinted windows rolled up slowly about fifty yards away from the service many people didn t notice it but the trained eyes were glued to the approaching vehicle emilio estes looked back and saw the limo pull up and he watched as it came to a slow stop estes knew exactly who it was it was the crew responsible for the very funeral he was at emilio being in his mid-sixties and not willing to step back into the streets conceded defeat and pulled his white handkerchief from the top pocket of his suit to many it looked as if emilio was just removing a hanky but veterans of the street game knew what that small gesture meant emilio wanted the bloodshed to stop and signaled that he would not retaliate the war was finally

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12/520 over and the cartel was no more literally he was waving a white flag it was officially the cartel s last chapter.

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chapter one bad girls die slow fabian the blood in miamor s eyes blocked out the image of fabian standing over her and her shallow desperate breaths drowned out all sounds in the room death loomed over her she knew it was near the chill in her lovely bones was every indication that her life was slipping away a breathless fabian stood over her her tormentor her grim reaper leered at her menacingly the smug grin on

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14/520 his face sickened her as her heart filled with hate for him it pleased him to watch her die it was vindication for the hell that she had once put him through and she knew that the lifestyle she led had ultimately determined the cruel way in which she was about to die it was the law of nature she had taken more lives than she could count had destroyed too many families to remember and her heart had turned cold so long ago that she did not even care now it was her turn this was her fate her karma and because she had pushed away everyone who had ever cared for her no one would even know that she had disappeared from the face of the earth most people in her position would repent they would beg for their lives or feel regret for all of the events that had led up to this torturous moment but

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15/520 miamor was not most people her hard shell had not cracked and even under the most gruesome pressure she still had to maintain some form of control fabian wanted to see her break down he had done everything that was physically possible to get her to give in her face was badly disfigured her fingernails pulled from their nail beds and her bones crushed and broken but still not one tear had fallen she had passed out many times but that was a physical response to the pain crying was controlled by her mental state and that was one resolve that was too strong for anyone to conquer bitch you re going to beg me for your life he seethed as he circled her sweaty from his ruthless assault on her he lifted his hand and backhanded her

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