The case that sent Furyo to prison as a juvenile was a dispute with a local rapper and his girlfriend. Aaron “Chubby Chaser” Chakon and Alphonse “Queenie” Lombardozzi used to be break dancers named Mystic and Fat Ninja in a group called Ghetto Lordz. The story every one thought they knew was Fat Ninja moved back east to attend Barber College and was replaced by his sister Queenie who went by the rap name Fatima el Propheta. What actually happened is on their euro-tour Alphonse had a sex change. Now as a rap group they had some local success as a couple. They weren’t fooling any body with her 5 o’clock shadow and kept a kind of aloof detachment from the scene.
Queenie claimed to have some pull with the mayors office, which turned out to mean was a meter maid working as an informant for the local cops. This also meant the city turned a blind eye as the couple offset their music loses by selling large amounts of cocaine and marijuanana wholesale. Queenie was not well liked but Chubby had always been a good dude, seemed like as soon as the dynamic changed any one who questioned Queenie got set up for long prison terms. Around late 85, Chubby began to have a problem with powder and their once thriving business turned into hustling local dealers in set ups where the cops bust in and they end up with the dope. Eventually coincidences get noticed.
Chubby grew up with the OG of Murder Society back in the 70s, and their childhood friendship was all that was what was keeping the local dealers out of Filmore and HP from necklacing them both with a gas can and spare tire down by the docks. The youngsters Furyo ran with weren’t a part of the chain of command in the city, and when two of their friends were set up by narcs… with a very specific and rare imported Datsun ending up as Queenies new ride. The kids decided enough was enough and kicked in the door. Queenie was always one to make outlandish claims, and every word out of her mouth was like nails on a chalk board. For a supposed female, Queenie had the loud mouth voice of an old wino that sounded like Marge Simpson and Sam Kinneson. Queenie liked to say she was related to every famous person who ever came up, but in reality she was an Italian man who snitched on the mob and was living out here as a woman.
This destroyed the credibility of Chubby who despite being known for quoting bible verses and having skills bringing video game consols back to life, was looking like a whipped dog when his girlfriend started talking to dudes in the crew like she was Sgt Slaughter or Donald Trump. Before long the whole city wanted to see their rooftop penthouse in flames. There was no resistance when Furyo and his pals broke down the door. The plan was set up by their main leutenant named Russel, he drew up a map with the codes to the safe and spots on the wall marked off where stacks of hundred dollar bills were plastered behind the sheetrock.
Furyo really didnt care about the money, he wanted to get even. One of his road dogs going back to kindergarten was set up by these clowns and beaten senseless by the cops. Suffering severe brain injuries and was never the same again. This created a situation where the younger generation and the older generation were at odds. Chubby and Queenie were hog tied and screaming in the remains of a small glass coffee table. Chubby was making threats between demanding a glass of water and some more blow and Queenie was quiet for once, no doubt making some plan to get out of this. The crew had smashed in the walls and filled up seven trash bags with stacks of money, drugs and guns.
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The safe code was no good, so somebody had the bright idea of throwing it out of the window down onto the sidewalk. It didn’t open but it made a sound like a bus crashing into a girls choir when it cracked the sidewalk and bounced into the windshield of a surveillance van full of cops. Furyo was really earning his name, flying into a rage. There was a community center with an art program, the teacher was a community activist named Scape who was a part time hacker and ruffled some feathers with the city when he leaked a list of homes stolen by city executives with shady quit claim deeds against elderly widowers with little grasp of English.
Queenie was looking to curry favor with the city regime and openly bragged she dropped a dime on Scapes hideout. Space was found beaten almost to death in what was claimed was a suicide although he had several broken fingers and needle marks despite being life long straight edge. Queenie was about as shady as it gets when it comes to sweetheart deals with the D.A.s office, city contracts for a day care she ran that had embezzled hundreds of thousands from endowments for the disabled. Furyo never wanted someone dead so much in his life. Despite knowing all this, Chubbs refused to get away from this toxic control freak, he was never a leader… just along for the ride.
Furyo decided if Chubbs would stomp her knees backwards and shoot him self in the foot, they would call it even. Chubbs was weak, his entire fragile masculinity was dependant on the constant manipulation by Queenie, who it seemed he actually believed this was Fat Ninja’s sister. Rocking back and forth Chubbs smoked his crack pipe and whispered “I cant do it, I cant do it. Heaven help me, i cant do it.” Queenie was not as loyal and offered to jump on Chubbs knees to get away scott-free, earning her some chipped teeth. Both were sitting on the couch, knees out in front of them. Furyo lost it and jumped on both their knees after taking a savage leap. Watching a knee fail backwards is disgusting. It sounds like tearing an undercooked rib loose. Like cracking a big knuckle mixed with the sound of cartaledge and tendons ripping free.
Every body in the room jumped and cringed except Chubbs, he just looked at his broken knee in disbelief. Forgetting they had handed him a gun, right as the police kicked in the door… Chubbs shot Queenie in the ear. As smoke filled the room as flashlights and police yells shattered the door. With a slow hand and vacant stare he put the gun in his mouth and blew his brains out as the police watched their prized case shoot a hole out the back of his head. It seems Queenie ran out of deals to make and after saving her from the streets a million times, she has had the house wired with audio and visual. Maybe it was Scapes ghost but none of the evidence was usable. Furyo and his pals were well underage so what would have been life without as adults, they turned 24 in the youth authority instead. Furyo being a real wild animal picked up more time as an adult, not getting out until he was 27 years old.