They spotted him in a corner, selling drugs and trafficking weapons just like before, he had changed nothing about himself. What the officers didn't know was that minutes before they took off to find the ex inmate, I jumped in the back of the car and covered myself with an old blanket I found in the trash. I sat down and watched as they secured the perimeter and surrounded him, and as they caught him I got out of the car to make justice for myself. I ran over to him as he was defenseless and yelled at him,
"Porqué escondiste droga en el carro de mi papa? Que te vas a ganar con vender droga y traficar armas, no mas estas gastando tu vida y eres alguien despresiable ante los ojos de dios!". "Chico, no quiero problemas, lo hice por juntarme con los que no debia". I was speechless, holding me back they let me go and I sat in the back of the patrol car until we arrived back at the station.
At the station, Roberto ran towards me and hugged me, he broke down crying and told me not to do that again. I agreed no to do it again because I was honestly scared being in that type of