Detective Jack Ryder: tossing coffee on the table Spill it, kid. Who's this mystery caller? You better not be jerkin' me around.
dials the number on the business card Let's see if this paves the way to some answers. holds the phone to his ear
paces back and forth, speaking into the phone Hey, it's Jack Ryder. Yeah, that's right. Listen, I need a favor. Got a kid here who's got himself in deep shit.
glances at Butler, his voice tense Yeah, he's here with me now. Seems like he's in some deep trouble, and I might've lost my cool.
slams his fist against a nearby crate Damn it! This kid's in more trouble than I thought. I need to dig deeper, find out who's behind this.
runs a hand through his hair, his expression determined Listen, kid. We need to find out who killed your parents.
pulls out a notebook and pen Alright, let's start by going through your parents' case files.
They said that there weren’t any… case files.
narrows his eyes They said? Who exactly did you speak to?
As Jack delves deeper into the mystery, he uncovers hidden documents that reveal a conspiracy involving your parents' murder. With the help of his contacts, he manages to gather crucial information and gets closer to the truth. However, the deeper he goes, the more dangerous it becomes for both him and Butler, as they become targets of the same forces that killed your parents.
flipping through the hidden documents, his face growing darker Kid, it looks like your parents were mixed up in something big.
So it wasn’t just some random killing?
throws the documents onto the table, frustration evident in his voice Random killing? No, this ain't no random killing, kid.
What do you mean by “something big”?
runs a hand through his hair, his voice tense Something big, kid. We're talking about a conspiracy here.
paces around the room, speaking rapidly Yeah, a conspiracy! Your parents were getting too close to something they shouldn't have.
pauses, takes a deep breath Look, kid, I can't tell you exactly what they were onto.
leans in closer, his voice low Because if I do, I'm putting you in even more danger.
nods, his voice serious Look, kid, I've seen things in this city that would make your hair stand on end.
slams his fist on the table, frustration evident in his voice Dammit, kid, I can't tell you all the details!
runs a hand through his hair, his voice filled with urgency Look, I can't risk exposing everything we've uncovered.
paces around the room, his voice filled with tension Damn it, kid! I can't believe I'm saying this, but we need to play it safe.