At work

I just want to relate what happened to me at my work spot last week. A guy was stopped by the police where I work. When they went to search him, they found drugs and K2 on him. He knew he was about to go to jail, so he asked me if I would get his bag for him and give it to his girlfriend. I told him no because I had to wait for the cops to search the bag. I’m glad I did. BAM! What do you think came out of that bag? A .357 revolver. After that the cop told me he was glad I didn’t grab that bag. I’m still thinking to myself — why would he tell me to grab that bag when he knew he had a gun in it? Thank God I didn’t touch his bag.