SWEET DREAMS | private

[dannychan]

he waved and sighed. "bye, coppa." he sighed. "hey, just so you know, if you're looking for sketchy stuff, the club across the streets been selling meth and crack."

[Leafwing12]

He blinked, looking back at him. "...Thanks." He said.

[dannychan]

he nodded and moved back to the bar, sighing.

[Leafwing12]

He then left, moving to the bar across the street.

[dannychan]

smol skip?? maybe ray comes back the next day??

[Leafwing12]

(For what?)

[dannychan]

idk. maybe just like,, an undercover type thing at night??

[Leafwing12]

(Sure)

It was the next night. Ray had gone back. He wasn't in his uniform though He decided to go undercover and act like a regular customer. He soon entered the building, looking around.

[dannychan]

that night when the club was packed, diego was in his office, speaking on the phone with someone. he didn't know who all was in the strip bar, but he heard the cheers of women and men alike. "ascolti, figlio di puttana, se non avrò quel denaro di domani ci sarà un proiettile in testa da venerdì! [listen, you son of a bitch, if i don't have that money by tomorrow there will be a bullet in your head by friday!]" he snapped into the speaker, scowling when he heard a reply. "Non ti do una merda se tua moglie sta andando a lavorare. avrai quel denaro nella mano dei miei ragazzi a pranzo. ho carattere di cura per come lo ottieni. [i don't give a shit if your wife is going into labour. you're going to have that money in my guys hand by lunch time. i font care how you get it.]" he rubbed his face. "è la tua colpa propria per comprare più crack di quello che puoi permetterti. ciao. [it's your own damn fault for buying more crack than you can afford. bye.]" he then hung up and sighed. "fuck me, man.." he muttered.

[Leafwing12]

Ray had been fairly silent, frowning a bit. He had ordered a drink and was sitting at the bar, listening to what was going on around him. He glanced around.