A Desperate Choice

I should have found another way, but Derreck made it sound so easy.... I told him we were having trouble making our house payments. When I told him how much we needed, he laughed. 'I will make that in a couple of days. Look, ' he said. 'I can hook you up with my source.' My brother Robin's eyes got big, and he looked at me. I could tell he wanted nothing to do with it. I told Derrick we didn't want to be drug dealers. Derreck laughed again. 'You don't have to do it as a living. Just do it long enough to get you on your feet. Then, Robin can get back in trade school and you can open your own tire shop.' I thought about it and asked how it worked. Robin poked me in the ribs. I knew he wanted to leave, but I kept asking questions. It sounded so simple. His cousin had been selling drugs for years without getting arrested. After all, this was a one-time deal. What were the chances they would get caught? What could go wrong?... EVERYTHING!! It was a disaster from the moment they made the decision to pick up the drugs. Felix was desperate, with no one he could turn to for help. He couldn't go to the police. Who could help him? In his desperation he decided to reach out to a private investigator.