Leonardo Smith

The world is a scary place, and it is my job is to help make this world more peaceful. My name is Leonardo Smith, and I work as a detective in New York City. I decided to become a detective, so I could rack up some money to take care of my sister as my family tries to cure her PTSD. Some people may believe that becoming a police officer would have been a smarter decision, but I prefer working alone. I used to solve serious murder mysteries, but now I just am finding missing pets. With all that said, I am about to leave for home in the evening on the thirteenth of July. What is that noise? The noise sounds like a phone is ringing. Oh shoot! That noise is my phone! Once I realize the mayor is calling me, I pick my phone faster than the speed of sound.

“Hello Mr.Willis, Detective Leonardo Smith is here.” I formally state.

“Hello Mr.Smith, I need you to stop an illegal drug trade between the Reinhardts and Dominos, and I will give you ten-thousand dollars if you complete this assignment.” Mr.Willis reports.

“Reinhardts and Dominos? Drug trade? Ten-thousand dollars?” I exclaim with terror.

Mr.Willis, a malayan tiger, is acclaimed as the best mayor of New York City ever because he thinks

I go to see where the oil smell is coming from, and I then spot a few barrels of oil. I instantly register the fact that I could cause an explosion, so I could get out and still stop the drug swap. In my mind, I perceive that an explosion could possibly damage my entire body. Notwithstanding, I there is a slight chance I could survive with a meager amount of damage. I light the oil in the barrel, and I start dashing. I look to see how far the fire is from the oil, and I see an explosion rapidly coming at me. I try to brace myself for the impact, but a piece of metal knocked me out. A minute later, I awaken with minimal injuries. I run outside through the big hole, take in some fresh air, and I see Jill just shocked at my