03-31-2014, 02:20 PM
Peter nodded. With protection he could get out of this mess, and away from his uncle, but more importantly away from the family, including his parents. He'd had enough of their Russian ways. He was born an American and shipped off here for whatever reason his parents deemed worthy. Now it was over!
Peter started to lay out the information they needed. He didn't know much about the financial situation, but he knew enough. "Vlad owns Igor's in the Red Light District. He doesn't use it for the drug business, but he does meet a few people in the office there." Peter thought about it. "There is also a hidden room in the back. It looks like a closet but it's much more than that. Vlad doesn't let anyone in there. I think it's where he experiments with weird things." Peter had never been there. But he knew it was there, he'd caught his uncle sneaking in and out on occasion.
Peter gave them the details of the safe house, where the money was kept and the drugs were made. He described a place worse than Igor's on the outside, and it held the same decor on the inside as it did on the outside. It was literally a rat hole in the red light district. Peter drew the map of where the drugs were made, where the money was stashed. Peter smiled, "I know when you walk in there you'll see a ton of sugar in bags, and very little product. Vlad makes the drug as a need to need basis. To nail him, you'll have to catch him in the act. And he never lets anyone in the room while he makes it. Claims it's too dangerous."
Peter gave them a list of important names that were on the clientelle list. He also gave up the rat bastard who stole his job. Yuri.
There were two final pieces of information Peter had for the officers. "I know for a fact that Vlad will be making more in two days. Felicia's stash comes due and he'll make hers fresh."
The last piece of information was the trump card. The one thing the officers needed in order to nail his uncle good. "My Uncle is into some strange shit. I've seen men die at his feet with nothing but a glance from my uncle." Peter paused they had to think he was crazy. "I know you think I'm crazy, but I've seen him do things with his mind. Like move things too. Catch a falling glass that no one could have done. I'm not crazy and I ain't high. He'll rip you a new one. You need to be careful going after him."
Edited by Vladimir, Mar 31 2014, 02:20 PM.
Peter started to lay out the information they needed. He didn't know much about the financial situation, but he knew enough. "Vlad owns Igor's in the Red Light District. He doesn't use it for the drug business, but he does meet a few people in the office there." Peter thought about it. "There is also a hidden room in the back. It looks like a closet but it's much more than that. Vlad doesn't let anyone in there. I think it's where he experiments with weird things." Peter had never been there. But he knew it was there, he'd caught his uncle sneaking in and out on occasion.
Peter gave them the details of the safe house, where the money was kept and the drugs were made. He described a place worse than Igor's on the outside, and it held the same decor on the inside as it did on the outside. It was literally a rat hole in the red light district. Peter drew the map of where the drugs were made, where the money was stashed. Peter smiled, "I know when you walk in there you'll see a ton of sugar in bags, and very little product. Vlad makes the drug as a need to need basis. To nail him, you'll have to catch him in the act. And he never lets anyone in the room while he makes it. Claims it's too dangerous."
Peter gave them a list of important names that were on the clientelle list. He also gave up the rat bastard who stole his job. Yuri.
There were two final pieces of information Peter had for the officers. "I know for a fact that Vlad will be making more in two days. Felicia's stash comes due and he'll make hers fresh."
The last piece of information was the trump card. The one thing the officers needed in order to nail his uncle good. "My Uncle is into some strange shit. I've seen men die at his feet with nothing but a glance from my uncle." Peter paused they had to think he was crazy. "I know you think I'm crazy, but I've seen him do things with his mind. Like move things too. Catch a falling glass that no one could have done. I'm not crazy and I ain't high. He'll rip you a new one. You need to be careful going after him."
Edited by Vladimir, Mar 31 2014, 02:20 PM.