Back Alley Deal

I'm walking down a back alley that stinks of cat urine while the guy in front of me assures me the deal was going down right ahead of us.

I'm leading this moronic detective down a back alley that smells like my Aunt Barbara's house, telling him some bullshit about a deal. I can't believe he'd buy it.

The guy in front of me waves me forward. It must be right here. Now I'll finally bust these...

This guy never saw it coming. When I waved my hand, they blew him away. Now that muckraker is nothing but a stain.