Jonathan: Rich was getting drugs from you. What happened to him?

Connor: Dude, I can't say. I don't know, man...

Jonathan: Enjoy your life in prison, Connor.

Connor: Okay! Okay, okay... I didn't do anything though...

Jonathan: Go on, tell me.

Connor: He saw me... with one of my bosses in central Chinatown.

Jonathan: He saw you... doing what? What happened?

Connor: Shit... Oh, god. Dao... my boss, shot a guy, and Rich saw it.

Jonathan: You and Rich witnessed a murder... Why didn't you say anything?

Connor: Are you kidding me? The Triad controls my whole life. I can't tell the police, and neither can you!

Jonathan: You're an informant of mine, I'll keep your secret. I just need to find Rich.

Connor: So, next thing I knew, Rich stopped showing up, stopped texting me, and I heard he went missing.

Jonathan: Connor, are you telling me the Triad killed Rich?

Connor: I don't know, but... be careful or you might vanish as well.

Jonathan: If you try anything, an automated system will attempt to send your data to the LAPD weekly, unless I'm there to stop it.

Connor: I'm not going to do anything, I promise.