Re: Can't Stop Me | Story of Kendall Jenkins
January 4th, 2016 - Date Night, or...
After the big win, Coach announced there would be no practice the next day as a reward for their play as well as the fact that they didn’t have a game until a couple of days.
With the campus residence halls being shut down for winter break nobody was really around so the team decided to do something on the Sunday however Kendall opted out as he’d had plans to get together with Charlie and head to Denver for the Bronco’s game against the Colts in the AFC Playoffs.
The drive was just over an hour and the two had a good time talking during the ride. When they arrived at the Mile High Stadium it was packed as usual with fans anticipating the opening playoff game. Kendall was surprised a couple of guys recognized him and even asked for a picture with him. Playing at a small school he wouldn’t think these kids would really know him well, or maybe it was because he was a tall black kid, everyone assumes they’re basketball players.
Before they could get to their seats from the concession stands Kendall noticed two suited men with pitch black glasses staring at what seemed to be dead at him and even pointing on occasion. There were thousands of other individuals in that stadium so Kendall didn’t too much of it but then one of them grabbed their phone and began to make a call, Kendall squinted but tried not to act like he was paying any attention to them. He watched the man’s mouth move and Charlie’s grabbed his shoulder curious as to why we was staring off in space.
“Those guys over there keeping looking and pointing at me, it’s making me nervous, now he’s on the phone talking to somebody.”
“Are you talking about them,” she points at the men and Kendall nods. “They are probably just security.”
“Security shouldn’t be staring me down like I’ve got a machine gun on my back, let’s just go.”
They proceed to the seating area and find their nosebleed seats near the top. They were just in time for kick off and ended up having a good time, since Kendall had been so busy with basketball he was finally able to sit down and catch up with her. When he finished up with his large Sprite he had purchased he let Charlie know he was going to run to the bathroom right quick.
He didn’t return afterwards.
“What the **** is this?” Kendall exclaimed in the back of a blacked out Mercedes Benz. “Who are y’all, what the ****, man?”
They didn’t respond, instead the man in the passenger seat dialed up a number on his phone and put it up to his ear, “We’ve got him in the backseat, we’re headed to your destination.”
He hung up soon after and still didn’t respond to Kendall’s constant questions. They’d handcuffed him, stolen his phone, and forced him into the car while leaving Charlie extremely worried at the game. They drove quickly down a couple of streets to a small aircraft hangar and the passenger of the car exited and demanded Kendall to do the same.
From there he was led into a helicopter and was joined by four other men at the launch pad. He got in as fiercely ordered and the chopper took off going east out Colorado.
Still not a word was said and after a couple of hours the pilot picked up the communication device.
“We’re arriving at the destination, the penthouse launch pad, your prime suspect is here and handcuffed.”
“Get out you piece of ****.” One of the men told who sat with him in the cabin ordered. Kendall followed the direction and was escorted into the building where he saw no other than Ace sitting behind a desk.
“Sit down.” He says with the deep voice Kendall still remembered to the day. “Social media is a bitch isn’t it? All I gotta do to find someone’s Twitter page and I’ve got all their information just like that, going to the Bronco’s game,” he chuckles. “It’s too easy.”
“I didn’t know gang bangers had choppers these days. Figured with me being eleven hours away I finally wouldn’t have to deal with your bull**** anymore.”
“Gang banger,” Ace mumbled with another laugh. “I ain’t no damn gang banger, I’m Officer Malone, I can’t believe you fools never thought to think why a grown man was running a street gang full of little kids…”
Kendall’s eyes widen in response to the statement, “So why am I here,” he asks with a raised tone. “Please explain, all I ever did to you is run away so I could continue playing basketball instead go down for murder. Why won’t you leave me alone?”
“You see Kendall, all this time I was playing undercover, big time, I don’t know if you heard but I’ll admit; the 5-0 is corrupt in North Las Vegas. I wanted all you dumb fools off the streets and that’s what I did, maybe it wasn’t the right way but I did I don’t care. I did it and for that I am proud. But then there’s you.”
“What? I haven’t been around the Vice in over a year? I don’t claim them or anything, I never have!” Kendall cried out.
“Well you see here, I understand that. What you don’t know is that you’re here because your father, not the Vice; I don’t care about that anymore.”
“My father?” Kendall questions. “I haven’t seen my dad since I was five! What could he possibly have done?”
“Alright time’s running out so allow me to explain this briefly, when your dad was out here in Las Vegas for a couple weeks we were both real young and I was actually on the streets at that time, an actual gang banger, anyways he ****ed me over big time money wise then ran off; just like you. You two are the exact same… He owes me over twenty thousand but looks I’m not getting it because he’s off the map, can’t find him anywhere. You’re all that’s left of him and I don’t like seeing you around.”
“Then why the **** did you have these fools fly me back here? This the second time you’ve tried this! Just let me be and you won’t have to see me around.” Kendall snapped so loudly that the other men stepped inside the building.
“Why do you think you’re here?” He said sarcastically. “I’m going to ****ing kill you, *******.”
“So let me get this straight, you’re going to sacrifice you and the entire LVPD career just to kill me because my dad owed you some money fifteen years ago?”
“Hey, nobody’s going to know it’s me, no guns, just a timer.” Officer Malone smirks and arises from his chair to proceed out the penthouse. He climbs into the chopper with the agents and leaves Kendall as the only one left in the building
“Wait what?”
A timer meant a bomb, Kendall realized that. He had no clue what to do; the timing had to be coming soon. He tried the elevators but they were shut down, he searched around like a madman but couldn’t find a way out.
“I guess this is it.”
January 4th, 2016 - Date Night, or...
After the big win, Coach announced there would be no practice the next day as a reward for their play as well as the fact that they didn’t have a game until a couple of days.
With the campus residence halls being shut down for winter break nobody was really around so the team decided to do something on the Sunday however Kendall opted out as he’d had plans to get together with Charlie and head to Denver for the Bronco’s game against the Colts in the AFC Playoffs.
The drive was just over an hour and the two had a good time talking during the ride. When they arrived at the Mile High Stadium it was packed as usual with fans anticipating the opening playoff game. Kendall was surprised a couple of guys recognized him and even asked for a picture with him. Playing at a small school he wouldn’t think these kids would really know him well, or maybe it was because he was a tall black kid, everyone assumes they’re basketball players.
Before they could get to their seats from the concession stands Kendall noticed two suited men with pitch black glasses staring at what seemed to be dead at him and even pointing on occasion. There were thousands of other individuals in that stadium so Kendall didn’t too much of it but then one of them grabbed their phone and began to make a call, Kendall squinted but tried not to act like he was paying any attention to them. He watched the man’s mouth move and Charlie’s grabbed his shoulder curious as to why we was staring off in space.
“Those guys over there keeping looking and pointing at me, it’s making me nervous, now he’s on the phone talking to somebody.”
“Are you talking about them,” she points at the men and Kendall nods. “They are probably just security.”
“Security shouldn’t be staring me down like I’ve got a machine gun on my back, let’s just go.”
They proceed to the seating area and find their nosebleed seats near the top. They were just in time for kick off and ended up having a good time, since Kendall had been so busy with basketball he was finally able to sit down and catch up with her. When he finished up with his large Sprite he had purchased he let Charlie know he was going to run to the bathroom right quick.
He didn’t return afterwards.
“What the **** is this?” Kendall exclaimed in the back of a blacked out Mercedes Benz. “Who are y’all, what the ****, man?”
They didn’t respond, instead the man in the passenger seat dialed up a number on his phone and put it up to his ear, “We’ve got him in the backseat, we’re headed to your destination.”
He hung up soon after and still didn’t respond to Kendall’s constant questions. They’d handcuffed him, stolen his phone, and forced him into the car while leaving Charlie extremely worried at the game. They drove quickly down a couple of streets to a small aircraft hangar and the passenger of the car exited and demanded Kendall to do the same.
From there he was led into a helicopter and was joined by four other men at the launch pad. He got in as fiercely ordered and the chopper took off going east out Colorado.
Still not a word was said and after a couple of hours the pilot picked up the communication device.
“We’re arriving at the destination, the penthouse launch pad, your prime suspect is here and handcuffed.”
“Get out you piece of ****.” One of the men told who sat with him in the cabin ordered. Kendall followed the direction and was escorted into the building where he saw no other than Ace sitting behind a desk.
“Sit down.” He says with the deep voice Kendall still remembered to the day. “Social media is a bitch isn’t it? All I gotta do to find someone’s Twitter page and I’ve got all their information just like that, going to the Bronco’s game,” he chuckles. “It’s too easy.”
“I didn’t know gang bangers had choppers these days. Figured with me being eleven hours away I finally wouldn’t have to deal with your bull**** anymore.”
“Gang banger,” Ace mumbled with another laugh. “I ain’t no damn gang banger, I’m Officer Malone, I can’t believe you fools never thought to think why a grown man was running a street gang full of little kids…”
Kendall’s eyes widen in response to the statement, “So why am I here,” he asks with a raised tone. “Please explain, all I ever did to you is run away so I could continue playing basketball instead go down for murder. Why won’t you leave me alone?”
“You see Kendall, all this time I was playing undercover, big time, I don’t know if you heard but I’ll admit; the 5-0 is corrupt in North Las Vegas. I wanted all you dumb fools off the streets and that’s what I did, maybe it wasn’t the right way but I did I don’t care. I did it and for that I am proud. But then there’s you.”
“What? I haven’t been around the Vice in over a year? I don’t claim them or anything, I never have!” Kendall cried out.
“Well you see here, I understand that. What you don’t know is that you’re here because your father, not the Vice; I don’t care about that anymore.”
“My father?” Kendall questions. “I haven’t seen my dad since I was five! What could he possibly have done?”
“Alright time’s running out so allow me to explain this briefly, when your dad was out here in Las Vegas for a couple weeks we were both real young and I was actually on the streets at that time, an actual gang banger, anyways he ****ed me over big time money wise then ran off; just like you. You two are the exact same… He owes me over twenty thousand but looks I’m not getting it because he’s off the map, can’t find him anywhere. You’re all that’s left of him and I don’t like seeing you around.”
“Then why the **** did you have these fools fly me back here? This the second time you’ve tried this! Just let me be and you won’t have to see me around.” Kendall snapped so loudly that the other men stepped inside the building.
“Why do you think you’re here?” He said sarcastically. “I’m going to ****ing kill you, *******.”
“So let me get this straight, you’re going to sacrifice you and the entire LVPD career just to kill me because my dad owed you some money fifteen years ago?”
“Hey, nobody’s going to know it’s me, no guns, just a timer.” Officer Malone smirks and arises from his chair to proceed out the penthouse. He climbs into the chopper with the agents and leaves Kendall as the only one left in the building
“Wait what?”
A timer meant a bomb, Kendall realized that. He had no clue what to do; the timing had to be coming soon. He tried the elevators but they were shut down, he searched around like a madman but couldn’t find a way out.
“I guess this is it.”
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