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wanted Denis to take care of her. It was a relationship sparked by an order from a senior gang member to ensure Brenda’s protection and companionship.
Denis was not the typical MS member. He was respected by members of the Normandie Locos, as well as a number of other cliques in the area, including the Silva Locos and the Centrales Locos—both Los Angeles “13” cliques that were well established on the East Coast. At eighteen, Denis was the leader of his own clique, the Biggie Gangster Locos, and was as respected as any leader solely because of his willingness to kill.
When Brenda met Denis after her trek from Texas, his reputation as a cold-blooded killer didn’t turn her off. She’d already been desensitized by Veto’s stories and his penchant for using murder as a solution. Just as she had been attracted to Veto, Brenda found Denis’s power and confidence alluring. Denis found in Brenda a smart and charming girl.
Brenda arrived in Arlington, Virginia, after many weeks on the road. She was tired of moving and looked forward to getting to know a new place where no one knew her, especially the local cops. Her reputation, built partly on lies and partly on Veto’s letters, had preceded her, and Denis and many of the other MS homies in northern Virginia accepted her with open arms. They treated her as family. This was the part she most loved about being MS. Anywhere she went, people took her in as family.
Brenda was the only member of the Normandie Locos in Virginia, so she spent time hanging out with homies from different local cliques. Denis introduced her to the men who operated at his level, the leaders. Veto had taught Brenda when to be respectful and when to be sassy. She knew the rules, but found the MS members in Virginia to be a little less serious. Compared to Veto, these guys are easy to deal with, Brenda thought. With Denis at her side, she easily made new friends and settled into her new life on the streets of Fairfax, Arlington, and Alexandria. It took some time, but after a few days, she felt safe from Detective Oseguera, far away in Texas.
Brenda hadn’t yet spent a year in the gang, but after the initial days of meeting important MS local leaders, she relaxed a little. She started to smile again. One by one, she easily won over Denis and the others. They slowly began to trust Brenda. She was privy to all but the gang’s most secret information, which set her apart from all other female members and many males. As she went from party to party at nightand from one job to another during the day, Brenda’s mind never stopped working. It took snapshots of everything she saw. She recorded names, places, faces, numbers, and addresses.
Most of what she recorded was unimportant and didn’t bother her, but disturbing scenes from Texas began to creep into her dreams. In Virginia, she learned information that burned away her innocence. Javier’s murder was one scene she’d never forget, but she was especially disturbed when Denis told her about the time he killed someone he thought was a member of a rival gang. Denis had said that cutting out the guy’s throat was like cutting through raw chicken. She’d cut raw chicken before and knew what that felt like. Brenda had fought hard to control her emotions. Denis wasn’t kidding. He had a disturbing dark side, and he’d shown Brenda only a peek. For days after that moment, Brenda couldn’t shake the image of Denis sawing through someone’s neck. It was too gruesome and entirely too real. She knew Denis had killed this guy. Like Javier’s murder, it was another horrible scene that played in her mind constantly.
CHAPTER 13
D enis Rivera’s youthful, handsome features and smooth, light brown skin veiled well what was simmering underneath, a desire to control everyone around him through fear, violence, and even murder. His good looks were not marred by gang tattoos of rank or reputation. His face was clean. In another life, Denis could have passed
Denis was not the typical MS member. He was respected by members of the Normandie Locos, as well as a number of other cliques in the area, including the Silva Locos and the Centrales Locos—both Los Angeles “13” cliques that were well established on the East Coast. At eighteen, Denis was the leader of his own clique, the Biggie Gangster Locos, and was as respected as any leader solely because of his willingness to kill.
When Brenda met Denis after her trek from Texas, his reputation as a cold-blooded killer didn’t turn her off. She’d already been desensitized by Veto’s stories and his penchant for using murder as a solution. Just as she had been attracted to Veto, Brenda found Denis’s power and confidence alluring. Denis found in Brenda a smart and charming girl.
Brenda arrived in Arlington, Virginia, after many weeks on the road. She was tired of moving and looked forward to getting to know a new place where no one knew her, especially the local cops. Her reputation, built partly on lies and partly on Veto’s letters, had preceded her, and Denis and many of the other MS homies in northern Virginia accepted her with open arms. They treated her as family. This was the part she most loved about being MS. Anywhere she went, people took her in as family.
Brenda was the only member of the Normandie Locos in Virginia, so she spent time hanging out with homies from different local cliques. Denis introduced her to the men who operated at his level, the leaders. Veto had taught Brenda when to be respectful and when to be sassy. She knew the rules, but found the MS members in Virginia to be a little less serious. Compared to Veto, these guys are easy to deal with, Brenda thought. With Denis at her side, she easily made new friends and settled into her new life on the streets of Fairfax, Arlington, and Alexandria. It took some time, but after a few days, she felt safe from Detective Oseguera, far away in Texas.
Brenda hadn’t yet spent a year in the gang, but after the initial days of meeting important MS local leaders, she relaxed a little. She started to smile again. One by one, she easily won over Denis and the others. They slowly began to trust Brenda. She was privy to all but the gang’s most secret information, which set her apart from all other female members and many males. As she went from party to party at nightand from one job to another during the day, Brenda’s mind never stopped working. It took snapshots of everything she saw. She recorded names, places, faces, numbers, and addresses.
Most of what she recorded was unimportant and didn’t bother her, but disturbing scenes from Texas began to creep into her dreams. In Virginia, she learned information that burned away her innocence. Javier’s murder was one scene she’d never forget, but she was especially disturbed when Denis told her about the time he killed someone he thought was a member of a rival gang. Denis had said that cutting out the guy’s throat was like cutting through raw chicken. She’d cut raw chicken before and knew what that felt like. Brenda had fought hard to control her emotions. Denis wasn’t kidding. He had a disturbing dark side, and he’d shown Brenda only a peek. For days after that moment, Brenda couldn’t shake the image of Denis sawing through someone’s neck. It was too gruesome and entirely too real. She knew Denis had killed this guy. Like Javier’s murder, it was another horrible scene that played in her mind constantly.
CHAPTER 13
D enis Rivera’s youthful, handsome features and smooth, light brown skin veiled well what was simmering underneath, a desire to control everyone around him through fear, violence, and even murder. His good looks were not marred by gang tattoos of rank or reputation. His face was clean. In another life, Denis could have passed
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