The Package Of Horrors

I was at the store one day when someone I didn't recognize pointed at me and yelled, “That’s him!’’ I made a run after that. It all started when I was walking down a street looking for some medicines and groceries. I was with my friend who accompanied me as he had some work where I was going. It was Downtown Los Santas and medicine was not hard enough to be found. We entered a chemist shop and bought the medicines from there and went out to pick a package from nearby, which my friend came for.

The work my friend had was to pick up a package and deliver it to someone. I accompanied him. I said that I wanted to stop in a store to buy some milk and eggs. He agreed to do that. I got out of his vehicle and then I heard his car engine roaring. I glanced out of the windows and he took off. Then I saw some cars chasing behind it and the car stopped out of the store. They pointed at me and yelled, ‘’That’s him!” Go catch him.” I was horrified, I handed myself over to them and I saw their badge, they were cops.

They pinned me on the counter and handcuffed me. I kept asking them what was going on with no reply, they dragged me over to their car. I freed myself from their clutches and told them that I would cooperate with them. I walked with them over to their vehicle still confused and terrified about what was going on and had many questions. Why did they arrest me? Why were they chasing down Michael's vehicle? I got no answers at all.

We reached the sheriff's office and was seated in front of his desk. The sheriff came in and punched me on my face. I felt that my jaw had broken. But it was fine. He asked me a question, “where is the package?” I didn't know what he was talking about. He asked again, “where is the package that your partner was holding and where is he gone?” It then clicked in my mind that he was talking about the package Michael hed picked up. I answered the questions by saying that it was with him and I don't know where it is. He didn't believe me and punched me again. Blood came out of my nose. Asking the same questions, I told him everything that happened that day. I asked him, what was the package, he didn't reply. He got a message and by reading it he walked out of his office.

He entered the office after a while and I was sport behind the bars on his command, they opened the gate and asked me to come out. They apologized and then said they had caught Michael and interviewed him. He said that I was not involved, it was just so that on one thing that he is guilty and could trap me for doing all this. They freed me and with still a sense of confusion I asked, what was in the package. The sheriff repeated that it contained drugs. I was terrified and thought to myself that if he hadn't been honest, I could have served for almost 20 years. I then promised to myself, to be careful at any instant as it was Los Santos, anything can happen here.