My old buddy from childhood got mixed up in some shennanigans while I was in the army and got caught.
While in college he became a kind of Juas goat for the ATF, He would attend shows or buddy up to folks suspected of illicit trafficking. I guess that kept him from being prosecuting, but it was pretty rotten overall. I think he made trouble for reasonably innocent people,
I do think multiple buys were required. .He later became a ATF agent.
When I got home he approached me about his old job as they needed somebody.
I saw the evidence room they had in Sprinfield, Ill.
It was like Alladin's cave-everything you could imagine, including a MG 08 we once owned together. All on the way to the smelter once the case was closed.
That was the farthest they got with me.
I wanted no part of their dirty business.
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