Franklin sat on a sofa, legs outstretched. So they mutinied again and won, kicking out 18th Street after months of bloodshed. He could scarcely imagine himself anywhere else. They never got the body back. Anner grew suspicious. He was sure of it.
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To the south, past the house repurposed as an evangelical church, the 18th Street gang was plotting to do the same.
Satisfied, he pointed to a peach-colored home. He had been walking inside the boundaries of Casa Blanca territory when someone snatched him. Still, the number of teens joining gangs is on the rise, and gangs are beginning to pop up in smaller towns and communities outside the inner city. But before he could say anything, the officers ordered him out of the car.