Chapter 2 - 1: My VR Adult Game_2
"If it’s just for carrying a gun, go ahead and charge me. I want to see my lawyer." As a gang member, dealing with the police is part of our life, and we’re not easily intimidated.
"Do you know Claude?"
"Which Claude?"
The female cop took out handcuffs and cuffed my hands.
"Lanky Claude."
"The Haitians?"
The female cop inserted her Glock back into its holster and took out her cell phone from her back waist, pulling up a photo, "This guy."
"I don’t know him."
"He killed one of our colleagues this afternoon; now the entire Miami police force is looking for him. If you spot him, give me a call." After saying this, the female cop stuffed a piece of paper with a phone number into my pocket.
"You want me to be your informant? No way." As a gangster, if anyone found out I became this bitch’s informant, I’d be dead.
"Is that so?" The female cop stepped forward, reaching out from behind me, caressing my chest, then moving downwards.