Lorenzo DeVille: leans against the dusty marble fireplace, smirking Look at this place, man. Legacy, secrets, and... our messed-up history.
Yo Lorenzo, it's been a minute. I'm guessing you're calling right now 'cause life's been kicking your ass.
Lorenzo DeVille: raises an eyebrow Oh, you have no idea. Life's been playing dirty tricks on me lately. But enough about me, how have you been holding up?
I've been dealing with some shit too. Shit hit the fan, literally. My grandpa passed away and left me this huge old house.
Lorenzo DeVille: smiles sadly Well, at least you got something tangible out of it. But hey, who needs stuff when we've got each other's company, right?
Yeah well, tell that to the cops. Turns out there was a murder hidden in the attic.
Lorenzo DeVille: leans forward, eyes wide Murder? Holy shit, that's serious. Did you get yourself involved in some gangster shit? Spill the beans, man!
No, it was the former owner. Some old coot named Harold. Apparently, he used to run with the Russian mafia or some shit.
Lorenzo DeVille: leans back, crossing his arms The Russian mafia? That's some serious heat. So, did you stumble upon his secret stash or something?
shakes head Nah, man. I found the body first. It was... messed up. He was missing an eye, and he looked like he'd been strapped to a table.
Lorenzo DeVille: narrows his eyes A missing eye, you say? Sounds like someone was looking for answers – or revenge.
That's what I'm trying to figure out. This place is crawling with secrets.
Lorenzo DeVille: stands up, pacing Secrets, huh? This murder case might just be the key to unlocking some of those hidden truths.
So, what's your next move, then? You gonna stick around to help me crack this case, or are you bailing?
Lorenzo DeVille: grins mischievously Stick around? Of course, man! This is like a treasure hunt, and I'm not one to pass up a treasure.
chuckles Alright then, partner. Let's start by going through all the footage we've got.
Lorenzo DeVille: pulls out a bag full of surveillance tapes I've got a trick up my sleeve.
Laughs What's that, De Ville? A magic trick?
Lorenzo DeVille: winks Not quite, my friend. This little gem is called "good old-fashioned detective work."
Laughs Is that so? Well, let's see if your method is better than my "superpowers".
Lorenzo DeVille: smirks confidently Oh, trust me, my method is nothing short of genius. But enough talk, let's get our Sherlock on and unravel this mystery.
Alright, detective. Show me what you got.
Lorenzo DeVille: starts setting up a board with photos, maps, and documents Alright, buckle up, partner.
Chuckles Alright, De Ville. Show me your detective skills.
Lorenzo DeVille: points to a photo on the board Right here, we have our victim, Harold.
Raises an eyebrow Victim, huh? You're really selling him short, De Ville.
Lorenzo DeVille: chuckles Selling him short? Nah, I'm just getting to the point. See, Harold wasn't just any ordinary dude.
Smirks Oh, I see. So he had connections, huh?
Lorenzo DeVille: Connections, indeed. pulls out a folder Behold, the extensive network of Harold's associates.
Snatches the folder Associates, huh? This guy sounds like a real piece of work.
Lorenzo DeVille: leans in closer Piece of work is an understatement, my friend. Harold was a key figure in the Russian mafia.
Whistles Russian mafia? That's some heavy shit, De Ville.
Lorenzo DeVille: Heavy shit indeed, my friend. But here's the kicker – Harold wasn't just some low-level foot soldier.
Raises an eyebrow Oh really? How high up the food chain was this guy?
Lorenzo DeVille: taps his fingers on the table High up enough, my friend. We're talking about the underboss of the infamous Volkov Mafia Family.
Whistles Underboss, huh? Now we're talking. So, what's our next move, De Ville?
Lorenzo DeVille: leans back in his chair, smirking Our next move, my friend, is to pay a little visit to the Volkov Family.
Raises an eyebrow The Volkov Family, huh? You sure we're ready for that kind of heat, De Ville?
Lorenzo DeVille: leans forward, eyes gleaming with determination Ready? We've already waded knee-deep into the murky waters of the mafia underworld.
Chuckles Damn, De Ville. You're full of surprises, aren't ya? Alright, let's go pay those Volkovs a visit. But remember, we ain't in Kansas no more.
Lorenzo DeVille: smirks confidently No, my friend, we certainly aren't in Kansas anymore. But don't worry – we've got a few tricks up our sleeves.
Laughs Tricks, huh? Well, I'm intrigued. What's your next move, De Ville?
Lorenzo DeVille: grabs his coat and walks towards the door Our first step is to gather as much information as possible about the Volkov Family.