Too many coincedences.
A day in the life of an average drug dealer. If we're to believe that Shifty has been dealing for the past four years since Chris left London and earning in excess of 3k a week, everything cushty. Then, on the day Chris returns, his supplier decides to grass him up and frame him for cutting the coke. A punter mugs him at knifepoint, his brother finds the stash behind the washing machine drawer, even though Shifty must have been using this hiding place for god knows how long. The head honcho twigs everything, all the loose ends are tied up and Shifty and Chris are well out of it mate, and back up to Manchester. Call me cynical if you like, but if he had any idea how things were going to turn out, Shifty would have slammed the door in Chris's face when he turnd up on the doorstep. Sorted Bruv!
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