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Kalif is everything his adoptive family wanted him not to be: treacherous, conniving, and coldhearted. As much as he wishes to please them, he can't deny who and what he is destined to be. The hot-tempered young man is indeed his father's son. While off his meds, Kalif discovers the circumstances surrounding the brutal murder of his birth parents. In a matter of seconds, he totally snaps, ignoring the possible consequences. His rage and thirst for power increases. Deep off into the zone, Kalif develops zero tolerance for nonsense. Quickly, he rises through the ranks of the Motor City crime underworld, proving to everyone, including himself, he deserved the hard-earned title of kingpin of Detroit.
Terrell wasn't raised in the corrupt streets of Detroit. After being abused and left for dead by his violent, psychotic father, he was raised by his aunt in uncle in a loving home in the suburbs. However, he never lost touch with his mother, whose selfish scheming sparked the fire that led to that fateful night when Terrell became disabled. Now that he's an adult, his tainted bloodline has other plans for the wheelchair-bound teenager. Throwing away his silver spoon, Li'l T easily favors an oversized .40-cal he keeps tucked on his lap. With Simone, his wicked-minded mother, co-signing his every criminal move, Terrell hopes he can rise up to be half the man he believes his deceased father was, even though Kamal was the one to put him in the iron-wheeled casket. A product of the system, Terrell is haunted by his past, but he's determined not to let anything stop his shine.
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