Tuesday, July 10th, 2018 - 11:30am - Vice HQ
CW: mentions of death, gunshot injury"All we want you to do...is get in good with the cartel that supplies your drugs. Set up a meet, offer yourself up to take Kurokawa's place as a distributor. Then we'll do the rest." Tanaka said, a smug look on his face as he gazed at Washio lazily.
"What about Witness Protection? That other cop said that we'd get that after the warehouse bust. He never said anything about this!" He complained, a panicked expression coming to light. Tendo moves in from behind him and leans in, his breath hot on his ear.
"He never promised that. You're ours for a little while more before you can disappear." He whispered, sending chills down Washio's spine. He looked at Tanaka, eyes wide.
"What is he talking about?" He muttered, getting Tanaka to smile, ever so slightly.
"You're gonna be our temporary CI." He explained simply. Washio looked confused.
"A CI is a Confidential Informant. This means, you go undercover among your little drug buddies, get intel for us that helps us with the investigation and leads to an arrest. The only people who know who you are would be the people in this unit. Everywhere else and on whatever other paperwork, your identity is concealed. In exchange, you get a lighter sentence or complete exoneration." He said, in more detail.
"What if I refuse?" He asked. Tendo chuckled from beside him.
"You definitely won't be getting WitPro. Not to mention, we throw you and Kai in prison on charges of intent to distribute, since we found a couple kilos in your house and car, and aggravated assault. That's at least thirty years in prison." He said comically, thoroughly enjoying toying with the criminal in front of him."Not to mention, even if we didn't reveal your info, I'm more than certain that your bosses will assume you're a rat and have you killed in prison." Tanaka shrugged. Washio grits his teeth, trying his best to keep his composure.
"You dirty ass pigs! Why should I do anything you say if you're not gonna keep your word?!" He shouted, only to have his head yanked back with such a strength, his neck audibly cracked.
"Oh, Washio. You have no idea how dirty we can get without breaking the law." Tendo teased, lightly slapping Washio's left cheek as he stood in the corner farthest from the table. Tanaka leaned forward, a serious look on his face. It almost concealed the mischievous glint in his sharp eyes. Almost.
"We seriously don't have all day for your bullshit, man. As you can tell, my Lieutenant's patience is running thin. If I were to leave the room for...oh, I don't know, ten minutes?" Tanaka pondered, turning to his superior officer. Tendo's smile grew wider, his nimble fingers fishing in his pocket for a small roll of athletic tape.
"Ample time. Maybe take fifteen instead. Just to cover all the bases." He threatened, the panic on Washio's face resurfacing. Behind the glass, Futakuchi sighed loudly.
"Maybe I shouldn't have sent them in. He might not talk at all now. I'm pulling them out." He decided, moving towards the glass. Yamamoto placed a hand on his Captain's shoulder.
"Wait, Cap. I think they might be getting somewhere." He reasoned. Futakuchi looked on intently, still preparing to end the whole thing and start from scratch.
"What the hell do I have to do?" Washio asked through gritted teeth. Tanaka nodded, a weight coming off of his shoulder knowing that they're one step closer to locking this case up.
"You're gonna be wearing a wire and a camera. Hidden, of course. They're gonna be there so we can watch you and intervene whenever we feel like you're in trouble. We need you to convince the head player in the cartel to let you be the new distributor. Whatever methods you have to use to get to that spot." He instructed.

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