Chapter 1

Chapter 1: The Chase Begins

Before the world knew his name,
El Jefe was running.

Rumor has it he stole a blueprint — the pattern for the perfect fit — and the Primeros wanted it back. The night of the Morehouse show? That was no debut. That was a diversion.

Under flashing lights and roaring music, El Jefe stepped onto the runway with oil on his sleeves and grit in his heart. Every stitch was a survival tactic. Every color a code. The streets didn’t know whether to cheer or duck.

They called it a fashion show.
But really?
It was an escape.

These are the relics from that night.
The cuts that cut through the silence.
The designs that lived to tell the story.