(Excuse cover image, I can't draw, and I refuse to steal artwork.) Ever heard of being in the 'Wrong place at the wrong time' so to say? Well, let me tell you, it's not exactly my idea of a fun time. I may have hoped for an exciting fanatical life as a child, but now I have jobs to do, and bills to pay. All I have is a camera and keyboard to help get me some cash, which forced me to take a risky job. It was my duty to uncover the leader of Scrummage, a local gang that likes to tear up the streets. It was my job to uncover the face behind 'Franco' their masked leader. Well, that was my original job, but after I fucked up...(The world fucked me over, to be exact.) My priority was only to run. But it seems like not even that was working for me. WARNING: This story shows romance between two men. (No sexual content in this version.) (Cross posted on Archive of our own. This version is more censored. Link: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6455659/chapters/14773993)