"It started out as a simple drug operation. We supply the product to the lazy f*cks in the city, no one was supposed to die, no one was supposed to get shot in an ally, no one-" I was cut off by the sound of gun shots, Gun shots?!? In a police station?!? I stand up but the restraints on the chair held tight, the detective looks at me then leaves the room, gun in hand. I hear yelling, screaming, shooting, the familiar voice of a good friend.... Four men run into the interrogation room. The first three work to take the restraints off, the last looks at me, his curly hair messy. "Hurry the f*ck up you lazy a*ses! We need to get the f*ck outta here!" My good little brother Sebastian. As I feel the cool steel release my wrist and ankles I stand up and look at him, sizing him up. Four years in prison, four years without contact to the world, and my little brother grew, he finally looked like a man, it brought a tear to my eye. He smiles, "Cmon, we need to get outta here." he hands me my favourite p99. We sat in a mercedes as we speed down the highway. "Good to see you Sebby." Sebastian laughs as he hears his childhood name spoken once again. "It's good to see too Eric, I missed you man, we all did." I smile at him as I sip an ice tea. Not in the mood to write more at the moment, i will later tonight, and characters may or may not be added so don't put description.