Jay: leans in close You think you can cross me, huh? Betrayal comes with a price! You understand, right?
I leave the penthouse and head out onto the streets
paces back and forth in the penthouse suite, his mind racing with thoughts Now that Rodriguez has taken care of the problem, it's time to celebrate.
later that night I return with a girl in my arms you’re throwing a party now?
raises an eyebrow, a wicked smile spreading across his face Ah, Rodriguez! You always know how to bring the party to life.
well, who am I to deny you your pleasure?
grabs a bottle of champagne from the fridge and pours himself a glass Excellent! Now, let's celebrate, shall we?
The celebration goes wildly out of control, resulting in Jay getting arrested for multiple crimes and Rodriguez fleeing the city to avoid similar charges
a few hours later as the party winds down it’s getting late, I’ll get going
slurred speech Oh, come on, Rodriguez! The night is still young! You can't leave now, we have more celebrating to do!
stumbles towards Rodriguez, holding his champagne glass out Fine, fine. But before you go, let's toast to our partnership.
I sigh and clink glasses with him, I know full well this is the last time I’ll see him
his vision starts to blur, slurring his words Cheers, my friend! To our... p-partnership... he stumbles and crashes into a nearby couch
I help him over to his bed and tuck him in goodnight Jay
mumbles incoherently, already half-asleep Huh... what...? Goodnight...Rodriguez... snoring fills the room
is awakened by police knocking on his door in the middle of the night What the hell do you want at this hour?! opens the door, bleary-eyed and irritated Police Officer: flashing a badge Mr. Jay, you're under arrest for multiple crimes, including fraud, money laundering, and running an illegal gambling operation. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
I watch from across the street as the events unfold I then head back to Mexico
shouting at the police This is ridiculous! I'm innocent, you bastards! attempts to swing his fist at the officers, but is quickly restrained This is a mistake! You'll see, you'll see! is dragged away by the police, shouting This is a setup! Someone's framing me! I'm not guilty, I swear!
I turn to leave, knowing deep down that I’m going to get called upon soon
sits in his cell, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge and betrayal Damn it all! How could they set me up like this?