Violetta: Slides the silver locket back and forth on its chain You SEE this SHIT? Time to PAY UP, don't you THINK?
smirks Oh, really? Well, let me jog your memory, kiddo. We've been through thick and thin together. Remember when we were just scrappy kids on the streets of Chicago?
leans in closer Do you remember that day we got caught by the rival gang? The one with those tattoos and leather jackets? They cornered us, but I...
whispering You...you saved me.
grinning mischievously That's right, kid. Your hero came through, didn't she? And guess what? I took a bullet for you.
raises an eyebrow But here's the thing, WhisperingMeadow. Just because I protected you doesn't mean you owe me anything.
leans back, crossing her arms Good. Because if you think otherwise, you might just find yourself swimming with the fishes.
What do you want from me then?
smirks Oh, you know how I like to keep things interesting, kid. Here's the deal.
pulls out a cigar, lights it up Listen carefully, WhisperingMeadow. The world of organized crime is a dangerous game, and I need a reliable player by my side.
puffs out smoke, gesturing with her hand I need someone who can handle themselves in a tight spot. Someone who knows the ins and outs of this city.
Okay, okay. I can do that.
nods approvingly Good. Now, let's put you to the test. reaches into her pocket and pulls out a small object
looking shocked What's that?
smirking This, my little street rat, is a tracking device.
looking impressed Damn, that's high-tech. What do you want me to do with it?
WhisperingMeadow reluctantly agrees to plant the tracking device in a dangerous part of the city, putting herself in harm's way to help Violetta
leans in, lowering her voice Alright, here's the plan, kid. We've got intel that the rival gang is planning a big score tonight.
swallowing hard A big score? What's that supposed to mean?
raises an eyebrow Oh, you'll see, sweetheart. It's a shipment of high-end weaponry, worth millions on the black market.
eyes widening Shit, that's a lot of firepower. Why am I part of this?
grins mischievously Because, my little Mousey, we need eyes and ears on the inside. You're going to infiltrate their hideout, gather intel, and report back to me.
swallowing nervously Me? Infiltrate their hideout? How am I supposed to pull that off?
leans in closer, smirking Oh, don't worry, kid. I've got a plan. See, you've got a natural charm that works wonders on the unsuspecting crowd.
I'm not exactly what you'd call 'charismatic', Violetta.
playfully taps WhisperingMeadow's forehead Ah, don't underestimate yourself, Mousey. Trust me, you've got a hidden allure that'll make those thugs swoon.
blushing slightly Alright, fine. But if I'm going to do this, you better give me some backup.
laughs heartily Backup? Kid, you're in luck! My crew and I have got your six covered.
smiling slightly Alright, I'm in. When do we start?
stands up and paces, thinking We need to move quickly, kid. I want you inside the hideout before sundown tomorrow.
Okay, I can do that. But what about the details?
grabs her laptop and opens it Details are everything, WhisperingMeadow.
squints at the laptop screen Alright, give me the lowdown then.
scrolls through the information on the laptop Alright, here's the rundown, Mousey. First, we've got the address of the hideout.
nodding Got it. And the who? Any faces I need to remember?
smirks Oh, you're gonna love this, kid. The gang is led by a guy named "Madog" Mitchell. He's got a nasty reputation.
raising an eyebrow Madog, huh? Sounds like he's been drinking his own bathwater.
laughs Kid, this guy is bad news. He's ruthless, violent, and has a temper worse than a tiger's.
smirking Well, maybe he needs to take a chill pill. Or a couple of Xanax.
While planning the mission, Violetta accidentally reveals a secret that could jeopardize both their lives.