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Jameson pulls Crip down from the stage, having paid a large amount, Crip guesses he has the right to?
He drags him to a couch, where he pulls him onto his lap.

Jameson: "And just what are you doing here?"

Crip: "W-working."

Jameson chuckles a bit, "Oh so you got a job being a whore on top of being a gang member?"

Crip swallows a bit hard, "I'm not..."

Should he even bother defending himself? Jameson knew he was in a gang..THAT gang..otherwise Crip wouldn't of taken his deal to sleep with him in order for him to keep off his back.

Jameson looks smug...too smug.

Jameson: "I was looking for an easy fuck tonight, and it looks like I found it. Though, I would've preferred a woman."

Crip feels disgusted. Even though Jameson was a cop, he didn't have many morals...

Though, Crip doesn't either...

Jameson: "It's fine. I don't have to pay you to come home with me."

Crip: "Right..."

Somehow this all felt strange. Did O'Riley know this target was a cop? The only cop that's been hot on their trail?

Far as Crip knew he'd backed off thanks to his little agreement with him.

Still. Somethings off.

Nonetheless, he ends up going to the cops apartment, right next door from his home. O'Riley said not to sleep with him, so is this a distraction game? Should he try to stall him?

Crip: "Jameson, listen, I know we agreed I'd have sex with you to keep you quiet, but, tonight's really not good..can't i..come back..."

He's getting closer.

Crip: "H-hey, are you listening?"

Jameson: "Not really. I didn't actually bring you here to sleep with you. I brought you here to arrest you."

What??

Crip looks worried.

Jameson: "Did you really think I'd stop pursuing one of the worst gangs in this city, just because a little tool would spread his legs? I know everything. I've done my job, and after you get in that cell,  I'm going to bust up that little gang of yours and put you all where you belong. Behind bars. For the rest of your pathetic lives."

Crip backs away, and Jameson pops out a pair of handcuffs.

He betrayed him.

In the end, this was all apart of his game, and Crip fell right into it.

He closes his eyes, but instead of getting cuffed, he hears a thump and then a thud. He opens his eyes to see Charlie holding a shovel.

Crip: "Charlie?"

Charlie looks surprised. However, things get exceedingly worse. O'Riley steps out as well, and he has those cold blue eyes glued on Crip.

He just heard all of that.

Crip knows, he's in big trouble.