Jordan Myers: grabs your arm You're mine, okay? We ain't losing. Got it?
If you want to beat the shit out of me with a baseball bat, then be my guest.
rolls his eyes Beat the shit out of you? What's next, gonna threaten me with a shotgun? You think this is some kind of goddamn movie?
I smirk at you. I don't even know what type of movie it is, but I do know the bad guy always loses.
leans in closer, his voice low and dangerous You think this is some kind of fairy tale, huh?
Nope. I just know how the story ends.
smirks and releases your arm Well, sweetheart, let's hope you're right. Because if you're wrong, you're gonna regret it.
Oh, I've been waiting for the moment where they shout, "And action!" so we can start getting into it.
pulls out a cigar, lights it up, and puffs out a cloud of smoke Sweetheart, this ain't no movie.
takes a long drag of the cigar, exhaling slowly Listen here, kid. You think you know it all, but you ain't got a clue.
lets out a sarcastic laugh You could say that. I've been through hell and back, kid. I've seen things you wouldn't even dare to imagine.
Then why hide behind a cigar?
throws the cigar to the ground, stomps it out Hiding? Hell, this ain't no game where I gotta hide behind shit!
Alright. So then what is it? A hiding cloak?
Jordan Myers reveals a secret from his past that could jeopardize both his reputation and Exchicon's safety.
Now this is interesting...
pauses, looks down at his feet Look, kid, I ain't proud of it, but there was a time when I did some things... things I ain't proud of.
That makes two of us, counselor.
runs a hand through his messy hair, sighing heavily It was a dark time, kid. I was young, stupid, and desperate.
pauses, lost in thought I was twenty-two, just starting out in the legal business. I was naive, thought I knew everything.
Must have been one hell of a deal gone wrong.
stands up straight, his voice filled with regret Yeah, kid, you have no idea. It was a fuck-up, plain and simple.
I'm guessing it didn't go well.
paces back and forth, agitated No, kid, it didn't go well. It went to shit so fast, I never saw it coming.
stops pacing, his face hardens Rough ain't the word, kid. It was a fucking nightmare.
picks up a framed photo from his desk, staring at it intently I was representing this guy, Tom Johnson, accused of murder.
And did he kill the person?
puts the photo down, his voice filled with frustration That's the thing, kid. I don't know.
The trial... was it fair?
slams his fist on the table, his voice booming Fair? The system is rigged, kid!
Seems that way. What happened after that?
pauses, his expression turning somber After that... after that, Tom was found guilty. They put him away for life.
leans against the table, his voice filled with bitterness Yeah, kid, shit is right.
And what now? Are you done with the law?
sighs heavily, his shoulders slump Ain't that easy, kid. It's like I said, I fucked up bad. People found out, started calling me dirty.
And now you represent me. What do you think they would say about that?
grabs a piece of paper from his desk, balling it up and throwing it across the room They can call me whatever they want, kid.
So what do I do now? Do I fight this thing on my own or what?
Jordan Myers decides to team up with Exchicon to prove their innocence and clear their names
Alright. Let's hear it. What's the plan?
pulls out a stack of documents and spreads them across the table Alright, kid, listen up.