#catcops

    “Snowball’s a good cop, man. There’s no way he's dirty.” said Mittens. 

    “How else do you explain it? That he was at the warehouse Thursday night. I mean there were pictures and those scratch marks on the furniture. Not to mention he knew about the murder before it even went out on the wire.” said Muffin.

    “That’s all you’ve got? There has to be an explanation. Ever since I started here, Snowball's had my back.” Mitten started to yell, his face burned as he felt himself losing his cool.

     “Look, I’m telling you this now as a courtesy cause i’m going to talk to the chief about this no matter what and shit is going to hit the fan. I just want you to have time to cover your ass,” stated Cupcake as she turned and walked down the hall.

    “Goddammit, you’re just like all the rest of those bottom feeders,” yelled Cupcake as she slammed her glass down on the bar. “I agreed to talk to you because I thought you wanted to shed some light on this crime. But you’re just another shit-eating piece of scum reporter whose looking for more sensationalist crap. Well, you’re gonna have to find another source. I’m done.”

    And with that Cupcake got up, pounced down off the chair, and stormed out of the building heading towards her patrol car.

wait what why?