Part 24 (2/2)
”Let me see that weapon,” he finally said
The next day I was told to roll my property up and move to another hall I still don't knohy I was put in Sycamore Hall in a one-man cell I was then called to the lieutenant's office
Lieutenant Ballard, the gang coordinator, held the briefing He was a huge, dark-coious srin ”I been hearing about you I knew you was co how you ain't done nothing-yet-I got no cause to slam you”
”Who wants me locked up?” I asked seriously
”White folks, who else?”
”But for what?”
”You really don't know, huh?”
”Naw, I just got here”
”Well, it seems that some of your folks-CCO” and with that he stared hard at eant in San Quentin So they want all you CCOs locked up”
”Oh, is that right?”
”That's right But I think the BGFs did it, to tell you the truth”
”Can I go now?”
”Yeah, Kody, you can go But there's one thing I want to ask you Did Suma hook you up?”
”No, man, I ain't no CCO”
”But-”
I turned and walked out the door before he could finish I was told that the only way they could classify you as ais if you admitted to it or they found a constitution on you Later I learned that this rong
I went back to ood about what I'd heard fro fuck the pigs I was so full of hatred that I could have been ordered to kill a pig-or anybody-and not thought twice about it
Back in the unit the ho each other and stuff, when a pig hollered out the warning
'STOP! FIGHT!'
Everyone froze and looked to see where the fight was, not realizing that he was referring to the down the tier like a an to cuff Li'l Man up Everyone was du So I did
”They was just playin', they wasn't fightin',Fighting, that's what”
”You stupid pig, if I had a gun I'd blow yo' brains all over that silly-ass uniform you wearin'”
I constructed ht in his face
”Boo Li'l Man and another homie from Hoover and told everyone else to lock it up, which we did Ten eant and two other pigs
”That's hiun”
”What?” I said
”Roll your shi+t up You going to the Hole,” the sergeant toldstaff”
When I got to Palm Hall-the Hole-Lieutenant Ballard wanted to see me His office was actually located in the Hole, so he called otcha, I see”
”Yeah, but that's bullshi+t, man”
”Listen to me, Kody These folks is scared to death of y'all in the first place And now that you have organized y'all selves, that onna be on you,That's why they can't see you out in the street In here, you organized, unified, and uncontrollable, so you gotta be put in the Hole Be cool, man, or you'll be in the Hole for your whole seven years”
”I'll try, man”
I wanted to say more but couldn't articulate it I wanted to knohite folks” hated us so much, were so afraid of us I had a thousand questions, but Ballard was still a pig, New Afrikan or not
I was put on the first tier in the last cell My neighbor was Chocolate from Four Tray Hoover He was also a CCO member, as well as one of the Hoovers who had stabbed the East Coasts in 4800 He had two knives I told his I asked if he felt that he'd be in trouble with the organization for participating in tribalism He said that he didn't know, but that he had been worried about it He had a pretty good grasp on Kiswahili and said he'd help one ho with an enormous belly came to my cell
”Scott?”
”Yeah”
”Wein Cypress Deep Seg, so-”
”Deep Seg?” I said in a what-the-fuck-is-that voice
”Aw, cuz, it's fucked up in Deep Seg,” Chocolate said ”Man, why y'all doin' hi,” he said to the pig
”Get your shi+t together, Scott,” the pig ordered, ignoring Chocolate ”We'll be back in five et you”
He walked away
”Eh, co?” I asked, perplexed
”It's only four little tiny cells way in the back of Cypress on the first tier It's fucked up back there It's for total fuck-ups”