"We'll put you in witness protection if you testify in court," said the DI. Time shifts forward to court, I'm nervous as I walk to the box to testify against the cameleon cartel's big boss Mr Cameleon himself. After court, where he was sentenced to death, I shoot off in a black SUV with my protection detail, two US Marshalls.
We go to a bungalow and the US Marshalls say welcome to your new home. As I entered I didn't know that I wouldn't leave for 12 years and when I do all hell will break loose.
12 years later, I'm still stuck in this depressing house. I have new Marshalls every couple of months, there always the young ones. It seems like every new recruit starts by protecting me. As the years pass the less protection they have on me. The other day I saw a newly married couple and it reminded me I will probably never get the chance.
While I thinking about this I saw beautiful women out of the window I snuck out a window and went towards her. Suddenly she pulled out a gun the Marshalls saw this and shot from the window with a bang she fell to the ground. However with a whistle the Marshalls also hit the ground.
I made for the black SUV, when I got in a I hot wired it like I did in the old times and shot off. Soon enough I made it to the free way and headed towards the coast as fast as a bullet. But eventually they made up the distance and were on my tail.
So I made a quick turn off onto a smaller road, which they missed and I made my way to the docks with no trouble. I ditched the car and stole a speed boat.
As I headed into the sunset I get shot in the back from a helicopter. I fell Down and thought to my self I don't want to die any other way, on the sea watching this wonderful sunset.
