Officer Rusow surveyed the scene of the crash and proclaimed that this was no accident. The young detective asked what made him think that. Rusow shot him through the heart, then started rehearsing what Raul told him to say when the rest of the cops got there.
Hours later Raul’s planted evidence had worked and everything was blamed on the dead detective. Rusow kept repeating that he was getting to old for this shit and got several comforting hands on his slumped shoulder. He left for his meeting for Raul wondering if he’d end the night being rich or dead.
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