...the bad side of the city. You haven't worked a legit job in years.

People say that you need to be a predator to be successful in crime. People are idiots.

You're a bull - strong, sure, but a prey species - and you do fine. And you... dabble in things. You sell drugs. You break knees. You're a guy that knows a guy for whatever needs to get done. It's good to you.

Right now you're between big scores. Your drug supply is dry, you haven't heard from any big movers and shakers in a while, and you don't know anyone that needs shaking down. That means it's about time for you to figure out what your next angle is. Thinking a second, you make your decision.