The Theft Protection

Myths and Facts About Identity Theft

After five years on the East Coast, it was time to go home. Passenger! Show us your hands! Stop! Get down on your knees. Now down on your stomach. There ya go. I’ll take that, Hernandez. This is drug money! Hey, don’t worry about it. I’ll fill it out later. Welcome home, Claude. Glad to be back? You haven’t forgotten about us, have you boy? Get in the car. Watch your head! Get out of here, you greaseball bastard. Stupid mexican. Oh, hey, sorry. How you been, Claude? How’s your wonderful family? Yeah, I guess I do. So what else you got shaking, Claude? Nah, you ain’t never been clean, Claude. Well, what do we got here? This is a weapon, Toni, that was used to gun down a Leone guy not ten minutes ago. Pendlebury. A fine man, I might add. You work fast, nigga! That’s a good thing we found you and retrieve the murder weapon. – Don’t bullshit me Claude! Yeah, don’t bullshit him Claude! When we’ll want you, we’ll find you. In the meantime, try not to gun down anymore Leone boys. I thought you said you was innocent, Claude! That you don’t bang! – Car 58. – See you around, like a donut Claude! What? Pendlebury is down? We’ll be right over. Ah, shit. Here we go again. Worst place in the world. Rollin’ Heights, Balla country. Grove Street, home. At least it was before I fucked everything up.

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