„You're Starsky's snitch, aren't you?“
It wasn't the first time someone had accused me of this. And not the first time that had come from somebody I considered a friend.
It hurts to hear these words, especially from somebody I'd trusted like family. And it ain't true. I ain't no snitch. Never was, never will be. Those people betray their principles, sell out their soul. And I ain't doing that, ever.
Why am I helping Starsky? Why do I keep feeding him information?
Because I don't break my principles by telling him, I follow them.
And because Starsky's my friend.