Chapter 1: A Little Background

Bobby - The Kingpin

I was a cop. I joined the force after three years in the army as an M.P. I made Sgt. in 8 years and Detective in 10. Never had any problems, not one hint of corruption. Looking back I think, no, I know my problem started when I caught my wife of 7 years cheating on me with her boss. I filed for divorce. We had a one year old daughter at the time. My mother suggested I should get a DNA test since the kid had red hair like my wife’s boss. It turns out she is not my kid!

We live in a state with really fucked up divorce laws. It did not matter that the kid is not mine I was ordered to pay child support, alimony and move out of my house, but still pay the house note until this kid is 18 years old. No-fault divorce laws are fucked up to say the least!

It was at a “Farewell” party for another detective that my life changed again. I was sitting at a table all alone when this retiring detective comes over. He sat down un-invited and starts talking.

Now this guy is wearing an expensive suit and a gold watch. I found out later that he picked up the tab for this party.

“Bobby I was in your exact shoes five years ago. Paying child support and alimony and eating tuna out of a can in a cheap apartment. At work I chased drug dealers and when I caught them they did a couple of years then they were right back doing the same thing again. But I finally got smart. Instead of trying to stop them, which we both know is impossible, I decided to make a little money off them. This time next week I will be playing golf at a resort in south Florida while living in a nice home that is fully paid for, with a woman half my age. I have enough cash hidden away to live two lifetimes so I am not worried about living on a pension. Now I am telling you this because I like you and I feel sorry for you. If you want you can take my place. I’ll introduce you to my “Boss”. If he likes you I am sure you will enjoy the ‘perks’ of working for him.”

“What do I have to do?”

“Nothing that you can’t handle. Just let him know when there is an operation going down so he can pull his boys off the street, or maybe have some evidence get ‘lost’. Simple things.”

He had caught me at a good time. I had stopped by ‘my’ house to drop off her child support and alimony just before coming to the party. Her red haired boss had answered the door. Yes he was living in the house while I paid the note. My red haired ‘daughter’ had shouted, “Hey mom Little Bobby is here!” She stopped calling me ‘Daddy’ years ago.

“Introduce me to your boss.”

I started working for DJ the next week. Within two months I was out of the crappy apartment I had lived in for years and was able to afford steak for supper. I had ‘saved’ DJ’s corner boys on two different occasions and had even been instrumental in getting one of his major competitors busted. He was very satisfied with me and it showed. He had introduced me to a young black girl. Introduced? Maybe that is not a good word. He let me fuck her. She was high and it was the wildest fuck I had in years.

DJ always had girls at his place and he shared them whenever I asked. The truth be told I liked DJ. He might have been a drug dealer but he was a nice guy. I never saw the other side of him.

He made a business decision to switch “suppliers”. The Rio Bravo cartel did not like that idea. He ‘disappeared’ and I “moved” into his house. Nobody seemed to mind as both of his lieutenants had ‘disappeared’ with him. I assured the Mexicans that ‘business’ would continue as always. They agreed to me taking over and soon it was business as usual.

I did a thorough search of the house and discovered a hidden safe! Besides drugs DJ had almost 3 million in cash and a small sack of diamonds. The drug business pays really well.