I'm curious as to how you knew he's a meth dealer. I'm guessing he was being very overt about his operations?
That seems like it would be really entertaining, at least until he figures out you're paying close attention.
That seems like it would be really entertaining, at least until he figures out you're paying close attention.
Up until that day I had no idea what he was dealing, but he was obviously a drug dealer; every week a cadre of scummy looking people would meet him in the cafe and give him their burner phones, he'd toss the phones into his backpack and give them all new ones.
This story has way more ridiculousness to it, especially from that particular day... maybe for another time.