Gangstar.
'You useless piece of SH*T!'
Michael kicks you out of the car and gets in the driver's seat. He accelerates hard and drives away.
You moan in pain as each cop takes turns kicking you and adding bruises.
Angered, the cops huddle together and start whispering.
You hear one mutter,
'We'll say it was stressed suicide.'
Then they all turn with their guns pointed at you.
And shoot.
Michael kicks you out of the car and gets in the driver's seat. He accelerates hard and drives away.
You moan in pain as each cop takes turns kicking you and adding bruises.
Angered, the cops huddle together and start whispering.
You hear one mutter,
'We'll say it was stressed suicide.'
Then they all turn with their guns pointed at you.
And shoot.
