Yeah, I know, last thing I should be doing is putting this shit to paper, but fuck, Ive gotta let this shit out somehow.
Luck would have it that there's money to be made down south, I know your wanting details but aint no way Im givin those damned cops their smoking gun should this shit all go ass up. I hear about someone needin to speak with a fella in my line of work, and aint nothin happenin in Philly, so fuck it, I jump a bus and head for some dump called Hathian.

I walk off the bus at the station, and am immediately accosted by some small white woman who somehow knows my history, offering me a job.
After hearing her out, I'm thinking easy money, so I jump at it. that was My first mistake.

Damn woman didn't mention fucking cops did she. This is going to make life interesting, Ive already got one on my ass, giving me shit every time I turn around.

Looks like I got work to do.

Dharyus