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New York City was not ready for the Crack epidemic of the early 1980's. NYPD was fighting a losing battle until it finally came up with a weapon that could deal with the vicious crack dealers on their terms.
It was a weapon that they did not want to talk about. That weapon was often more brutal than the drug dealers. The solution they came up with was the undercover narcotics operative.
Jamal Hudson was the best of them; and the worst of them.
Jerrimiah Stonecastle
Jerrimiah Stonecastle was born and raised in the South Bronx, New York to a single parent. His mom is a retired New York City educator who always pushed him to reach for excellence in all that he did. In 2002 he retired from New York City civil service and relocated to North Florida. There he started his writing career with a trilogy series called UC 630 Cop or Criminal:The Crack Wars. In 2016 he formed his own Indie publishing company Stonecastle Publications whose slogan is "Throwing Stones At A Glass House". He now has published 4 books and is currently working on his 5th which is due to be released in January 2018.
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An Angel Among Demons II - Jerrimiah Stonecastle
DEDICATION
To my little Prince and Princess...the Sacrifice was worth it!
CONTENTS
This is a work of fiction based on a True Story. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
My first thanks go to God who brought me through the valley, to the men and women of Manhattan North Narcotics who kept me alive for four years, and to the New York State and Federal prosecutors who encouraged me to write this story.
1 christopher bones wilson
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amela Wilson was a 20-year-old, attractive black sophomore attending prestigious Columbia University in Manhattan. She had aspirations to be a lawyer. She would be the first in her family to complete college. She was encouraged to study law by her uncle Christopher Bones
Wilson. He was the one who was paying her tuition.
However, his motives were not all that altruistic. You see Chris was the head of a vicious crack gang who controlled the entire crack distribution from West 145th Street to West 135th Street. Anyone who made the mistake of selling in his area wound up floating in the Harlem River. He was an imposing figure although he only stood 5’11 tall. But his muscular frame, a byproduct of his seven years of weight lifting in prison, put fear in most of Harlem’s hardened criminals. His head was kept cleanly shaven with a tattoo at the base of his neck that said
Money 4 Life". He wanted to have a family member on call as his attorney if he should get arrested again.
Chris started as a pimp. Ten years ago, at age 27, he stabbed another pimp to death during a territorial dispute. When he got out last year, he moved into the lucrative crack trade.
There was no organization in the ten-block area of his West 133rd Street brownstone, so he took control of it. He organized the small street dealers and formed the 133 Crew. Those dealers who didn’t want to join either moved to other areas or tried to learn how to fly off the roof. There were so many bodies falling off rooftops people would start singing the Weather Girl’s song It’s Raining Men
the minute one hit the ground.
Chris was still in the pimp game only he discovered that he could get crack hoes to work for less than regular hoes. They were also less likely to give him any trouble because they didn’t want to cut off their steady supply of crack. He could get a crack hoe to walk the streets for 16 hours and bring in $800 for $20 worth of crack. He had five crack hoes working for him, bringing in a minimum of $4000 a day. These hoes worked seven days a week. He would get rid of them once they got too dried up from the crack and abuse of the trade and were no longer attractive. This is where his niece came into play. She would supply him with fresh, young women by getting them to try the crack. Once hooked, her uncle had a new crack hoe.
One young lady she recruited was Wendy Getz. She was the 20-year-old daughter of New York City Councilman David Getz. She had blonde hair, green eyes with a shapely body accented by her well-developed chest.
Hey Wendy,
Pamela said, running up to her.
Hey, Pam,
said Wendy. You still want to help me with your project?
I sure do, but instead of going to your house, can we do it at mine?
asked Pamela. I mean we are closer to my house than your home all the way out in Queens.
Well I should tell my dad my change of plans,
Wendy said.
Sure! You can call from my house,
Pamela said, taking Wendy by the hand.
The girls boarded the D train and headed up to Harlem.
*_*_*_*
Are you going out with me today?
I asked Tony who had just walked in the office.
I sure am, Jimmy,
he said.
Not looking like that you’re not
I rebuffed.
What’s wrong with the way I look?
he asked.
C’mere, Bubba,
I said ushering him into Lt. Mango’s office and closing the door behind us.
Lt Mango glanced up from his desk to see who had entered his office without knocking. Once he saw it was me, he went back to filling out his reports.
Lt Mango was the administrative officer for the back office. He was in his late 60’s and ready to retire. He was the nicest boss I had ever known. He was like a grandfather; you couldn’t wait to see with his snow-white hair and granny glasses. He also didn’t break our balls about the absurd amount of overtime we were racking up; at least not yet.
You just bought those jeans and sneakers with your paycheck, didn’t you?
I asked, looking at Tony.
I sure did,
he said. You want to know where I got them?
No, I want you to take those fuckin pants off and give them to me,
I said.
Are you serious?
he asked.
I just stared at him with my arms crossed.
Lou is he serious?
Tony asked, turning to Lt Mango.
Lt Mango leaned forward and looked at Tony’s pants and sneakers.
Yes, he is,
he said, sitting back down and returning to his paperwork.
Tony took the pants off and handed them to me. I took them and placed them on the ground.
Then I stood on each pants legs and started doing the twist while singing Cmon baby...let’s do the Twist.
Lt Mango was chuckling. I handed the pants back to Tony while accidentally stepping on both of his sneakers.
When you get finished dressing, bring your dumb ass into the bullpen,
I said.
You know you could have just told me that I needed to dress down,
Tony said clearly, not pleased with me.
What fuckin fun would that have been,
I said laughing. Listen, Bubba, this ain't anti-crime, or whatever pussy outfit you came from, where you have a whole precinct backing you up.
Lt. Mango asked me to take my lecture to the break room.
The only thing you have is your street smarts and your gift of gab to keep you alive,
I said, walking into the bullpen. "I told you before; you have to become an actor. You have to bury yourself into the role, or you will be buried into the ground. You got to think, eat, sleep, dress and smell like these lowlifes we’re going after.
I walked over to the coffee pot and poured a cup.
With you walking in there like you got money makes you suspect,
I said. If I could afford those sneakers I’d be trading them in for crack, not paying with cash, follow me?
I got it, Jimmy,
Tony replied.
You better get it because there is no second chance out there for a UC,
I said, continuing the lesson. "When you’re in uniform you have a chance with your vest, radio, service revolver and back up piece.