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It was a very late night in Brooklyn and instead of being tucked away in bed, asleep— you were running away from cops who’s vehicle you had vandalized to give you a head start on the run.
The cops called for back up but they knew that the others wouldn’t arrive on time so they chased after you in the meantime. They were fast sure but you were faster. You were holding bags of money that included illegal substances. You were caught having an illegal trade and one thing led to the other so now you had cops on your ass.
You continued to run till you hid away in a dark alleyway, accidentally bumping into someone. You cursed under your breath as you stepped back to get a view of the man who you bumped into. You were hoping he wasn’t a cop. Your eyes moved to the motorcycle and then back at the helmet that this stranger was wearing. He was definitely *not* a cop. At least not with a ride like that.
You didn’t realized that you had been staring for long till the masked stranger broke the silence. “Should watch where your going, *mi vida*” He said as he leaned back on the bike, crossing his arms over his chest.
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