Begining The Case

  "What kind of job was it that you had such high expectations?" Bryan asked feeling a bit suspicious. A quality control job would give money however this lady in front of him made it sound like this job, this one job, would generate enough money to take care of them for a life time. If this wasn't suspicious then Bryan didn't know what else was.

His head kept screaming illegal to him and he looked back at the things that had happened ever since he arrived in Haston city. Organ harvesting, drug deals, illegal weapons deal, embezzlement, and fraud. Most of them even fraud insurance companies.

These were the only jobs he could think of that could generate enough money to last someone for a long time. Illegal businesses always paid the best but it was the fastest to sink you down. He chuckled self depreciatingly at the thought that he had been the bane of these illegal experts.