“My name is Detective Robert Force. Once a person asked me if I believe in God? My response to that was: “Does God believe in me? As far as I am concerned, the real question is; why did I become a cop? Worse still, why did I become homicide detective? Well, I think I became a cop because of God.

I have no trouble believing that God is everywhere, but as of late I have also come to believe that in Chicago he only make frequent stops! So, it is my job to cover the areas that he left off. He has his lightning; his thunder and rain. I have my star, my gun, and a bad ass attitude! I guess that covers that! Oh, except for one thing; he has Satan to deal with, me, I have my own demon! He’s out there somewhere, and come Heaven or Hell, I will find him!”

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“My name is Domino, and that all you need to know! When I was a child people used to always tell me how important it was to believe in myself. They would say junk like: ‘You can do anything that you put your mind to,’ so naturally I took it to heart. Now when a person asks me do I believe in God? I would tell them ‘hell yeah I believe in myself!’ I’m God because I can do anything I want to do! I am a God to the men who work for me! I am Jesus to the bitches I pimps! I am an angel to my children! I am a savior for any dumb ass who needs a quick fix! But most importantly; I am the devil to anybody who screws with me!

Do I believe in God? Hell, you tell me! Where was God when the Black Serpents nearly killed my when they caught me in the alley behind my house? Where the hell was he when I got pinched for grand theft auto, drug possession, sellin’, unlawful use of a weapon, rape, attempted murder?

Where was he when my momma kicked my daddy out the house for beatin’ the crap out of her. Even though I knew the real reason behind all that was because he was cheating on her with other bitches. Then the fool turned around and set the house on fire with all of us in it. My momma died trying to save all of us. She almost made it, but my older sister died with her too. My older sister he also raped whenever he got pissy drunk. I’ll never forget the last time I spoke to my daddy.

He said, ‘Boy, sometimes life is like one big ass puzzle. Some people have a lot of pieces; other people have few.

If you are a doctor, or a lawyer, then all your pieces fit. If you are a criminal or insane or some crap, then your pieces don’t fit worth a damn. Then there’s me; my puzzle only needs two pieces: a nice piece of ass and a finger on the trigger.

That was the last thing he said to me before I blew his brains out! That just goes to prove that I am God, because if I can take out my own daddy, I don’t give two damns about anyone else. That includes this fool detective I hears looking for me!

The only reason why I allow his ass to live this long is because I have a personal interest in him. I don’t give a hell about his partners, I want him myself. This punk thinks he can look into the eyes of God and live! I am about to give him his chance!”