Michael IT Guy: I tracked the places were he was at before his phone could go off, and this is the things I found Michael: Wait, is this not the jacket that Star-joe was wearing the other day? IT Guy: I believe it's the very same jacket and we also got his phone Michael: Do you think of what I am thinking? IT Guy: why will he go under our noise Michael: He never liked him IT Guy: You know how is like, he hates everyone Michael: He has to explain this IT Guy: The jacket has blood Michael: Damn Star-joe, I trusted you without stock sweet how you link it to the end Michael picked up the phone and called star-joe Michael: What do you mean you are turf!! Star-joe: Well sir John happened John: Sir I can explain Michael: Do not fucken tell me you can explain!! what do you mean you

