"There you are, Yashamada told me you've been poking around." I snap my fingers and to of my guys pull the garage door shut. "Even put a few of my guys in the hospital." I slowly get up off the sofa setting down my soda. "If you don't give me a good reason why the hell you jumped them everyone in here is going to jump you. Prince of the Anti-Hurricane Patrol." People gasp at this I'm not sure why I do my homework and looked into him when Yashamada brought me his photo. Nearly every gang in the Ghetto owed me a favor. I'm one of like four people that can work on Skate Gear's without having to register them. That's pretty important when you're in a Hurricane gang.