Building to building, jump of at least one metre. A view of the empire state building. The name’s Rae, well that is what they call me, I haven’t seen my foster sister in 11 years since her police academy graduation. I just opened a bar called O’Stell; I have been having some problems with dealers at the service entrance. A friend called Terence told me to talk to a cop called Don Flack. That’s where I’m heading to now, just urban street core to get there. The station is two blocks away from the bar and 3 blocks away the NYPD crime lab. 40 roofs and only 6, metre to 2 metre jumps. Slid down the fire exit, walked along the street to the station, and walked in. “Can I help you?” a cop at the front desk asked. “Don Flack” I asked
He turned and called “Flack Visitor” Tall guy with black brown hair walked over. “Can I help you?” he asked “You Don Flack. Ter described you good. Can we talk somewhere?” “Sure follow me.” It was a room with a computer and some chairs. “What can I do for you?” he asked “Ter told me to come see you with my problems” “Who is Ter? Who are you?” “Terence Davis. The name’s Rae, Rae Bonasera” “Bonasera, any relation to a Stella Bonasera?” “Sort of. Look can you help me?” “What’s been going on?” “I own O’Stell. I’m having some problems with drug dealers using my service entrance as a place to sell drugs.” “You’re what 21 and you own a bar.” “22 nearly 23, so can you help?” “what time they there the most?” “from now til about 4am depending on the weather.”
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