<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #80FF80">Donta Washington</span></span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/02488fa3-2991-47f6-a01d-8b47c4a1a3e0_zpsc193d884.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Don chuckled silently when Mary-Ann commented on the suburb. It was all a question of the point of view. To his people it looked fantastic, to some white reporter chick it must be short from hell.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"A lot of my people would be more than happy to live there, we are used far worse. But you are of course right, for an ex-officer it's disappointing. Nevertheless Lea still seemed to manage to stay a little up on the ladder, she hasn't fallen down all the way so far."</span><br/><br/>It was an image he had of Lea that seemed to become more true when he saw the apartment. It was neat and clean, not messy at all, although somebody did a hastily finished paint job recently. When Mary-Ann commented on it, he raised his eyebrow.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000"> "You haven't spoken with Carlos about the case so far? I am surprised, I thought you were that sensational star reporter. Well, they left in a hurry. Alfonzo told me that he had only half an hour to get his people in position as that guy had put them an ultimatum. Either they reached the cemetary in time or Maria would have been tortured. But Carlos outwitted the guy and now he is in prison. It was never a good idea to toy with Carlos...do you know why Alfonzo and Carlos are friends of some sort?"</span> <br/><br/>When Mary-Ann shook her head he sat down on the couch watching Pedro place the spy cams in the flat.<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">"Carlos and Alfonzo met three years ago, when Carlos still worked the streets and Alfonzo was far deeper in the criminal scene than he is nowadays. My cousin did nearly everything at that time a hood gang could do. Theft, drugs, racketing, whatever you could think of. The Police knew him, but they could never pin anything on him. Then it happened that a white guy got knived down in the streets and Alfonzo had been seen by the police only two streets away half an hour earlier. They accused him of the manslaughter and whatever Alfonzo said in defense it was dismissed. Only Carlos listened to the guy and believed that he had indeed spend the night with a married black chick in the street he had been seen in. The problem was, how to prove it? If a police guy would ask the girl if Alfonzo had been with her, she would lie of course and say yes. That was the usual way in the hood. You stood up for others. So Carlos took his partner, drove to the flat of the girl and accused her that she had robbed a shop that night. Of course she said it wasn't true and she had been with Alfonzo all the night, he could confirm that. They took her too the precinct, recorded her statement and that was all Alfonzo needed to be set free. He thanked Carlos personally for it and then started to drag out of most the shit, after Carlos made it clear, that this shit would put him in prison one day and he wouldn't be around everytime to listen to his pleas of innocence."</span></div>