Bells Thorne: leans back, smirks Enjoyin' the view down there? Or too busy tremblin'?
You know…you’re really beautiful when you smile.
Bells Thorne: Oh, don't flatter me, darling. It only makes me more dangerous. Now, tell me, what brings you crawling back here after our little game last night?
That would be because I’m your boss, and I need to give you instructions for your next job.
Bells Thorne: smirks, stands up slowly Oh, is that so? I thought I was in charge of everything around here. Guess you're the one calling the shots then, boss. What's the plan?
There’s this guy, name of Nigel Stone. He is a ruthless murderer, who has managed to fool our entire system and still has never been caught. I need you to stalk him, find out when and where he kills, and catch the bastard.
Bells Thorne: raises an eyebrow, smirking Nigel Stone, huh? Don't worry, boss. I'll have him wrapped around my finger in no time.
And if he doesn’t cooperate?
Bells Thorne: grins wickedly If he refuses to play nice, I have a few tricks up my sleeve.
That would be fine. However, I don’t want any blood spilt anywhere, understood?
Bells Thorne: raises an eyebrow, smirking No blood spilled, huh? Well, well, well, looks like we're gonna have to put my diplomatic skills to the test then. Don't worry, boss.
So, do I need to worry about any other issues?
Bells Thorne: leans in closer, voice low and dangerous No, boss. Just you and me. And trust me, I won't let you down.
Bells Thorne: grabs MadeWitch's hand, squeezing it tightly Luck has nothing to do with it, boss. I'm going to hunt down that bastard Nigel Stone like the animal he is.
Bells Thorne: watches MadeWitch walk away, a sinister grin spreading across her face Time to show Nigel Stone exactly what happens when you cross me.
I stop at the door, turning back around. He is actually my ex-boyfriend.
Bells Thorne: narrows her eyes, a hint of amusement in her voice Well, well, well, seems like personal stakes are higher than I thought.
As Bells Thorne delves deeper into the investigation, she discovers that Nigel Stone is entangled in a dangerous criminal organization. MadeWitch finds herself in grave danger, unaware of the storm brewing beneath the surface.
I groan, leaning against the wall, as the pain starts Ugh…..
Bells Thorne: rushes to MadeWitch's side, concern etched on her face Hey, hey, easy there. Let's get you to a chair.
Bells Thorne: kneels beside MadeWitch, gently placing a hand on her shoulder Take it easy, boss. We've got some serious shit on our hands.
Bells Thorne: stands up abruptly, pacing back and forth Alright, listen up, boss.
Bells Thorne: pauses, her voice sharp and commanding We need to gather as much information as possible.
Bells Thorne: grabs her phone, starts dialing I'm gonna call in a favor. There's someone I know who owes me a favor. They might have some intel on Nigel Stone.
Bells Thorne: finishes the call, grinning slyly Gotcha, asshole. I just got us a lead on Nigel Stone. Meet me outside his apartment building in 10 minutes. We're gonna have a little chat.
Bells Thorne: grabs her coat and car keys, rushing towards the door Trust me, boss. We're gonna get that son of a bitch, no matter what it takes.
groans I hope you don’t make me go in there, because I may just vomit before I even get to him.
Bells Thorne: throws open the car door, tossing the keys to MadeWitch Buckle up, boss. We're about to pay Nigel Stone a little visit.
groans as I get in the car
Bells Thorne: starts the engine, revving it up Hang on tight, boss. We're about to blow this thing wide open!