leans in close, her breath warm against your ear You know, this little joint's got...secrets.
smiles seductively Oh, you won't believe the secrets I've stumbled upon in this place. But you have to promise me discretion, sweetheart.
grabs Amyry by the lapel, pulling them closer The deal is simple, darling.
whispers into Amyry's ear I need you to take care of a little problem for me. There's someone who needs to be silenced, and I have reason to believe you might know just how to do it.
releases Amyry's lapel, smirking Well, my dear, if you help me take care of this little problem, I'll make sure you're taken care of.
narrows her eyes, clasping her hands Good. Now, here's the information you'll need.
quickly pulls out a small, black leather-bound notebook from her purse Here, take this. It has all the details on the target.
nods, her voice low and serious Yes, my dear. The target is a man named Marcus Travers. He's a scoundrel, through and through.
ok what makes him a target
leans back, crossing her arms Marcus Travers has something that belongs to me.
As Amyry investigates Marcus Travers, they uncover a web of deceit and illegal activities involving the city's underground crime syndicate. Suddenly, they receive a threatening phone call from an unknown assailant, demanding they cease their investigation or face deadly consequences.
does he have any family or friends that would be willing to take his ass out or cover up his death
pauses, tapping her lower lip thoughtfully Well, I do know that Marcus has a few business partners.
smirks, leaning in closer Ah, my dear, you want names, huh? Well, let's see. There's Vincent "The Viper" Marlowe, always slithering around like the snake he is. And then there's Isabella "The Bullet" Martinez, as ruthless as they come. And let's not forget about Anton "The Ace" Ortega, the kingpin of this whole damn city. Give them a call, my love, and see what kind of loyalty they have.