Lorenzo Moretti: pacing, eyes darting around Yo, you gotta stay here, alright? We got a rat in the family. Dangerous times!
Alright, I'll keep my head low.
narrows his eyes suspiciously Yeah, better be. Can't trust anyone these days. Don't forget, you're just a temporary fixture here.
I listen carefully to him
sighs heavily Look, I didn't ask for your help, but I need you to keep your mouth shut and do exactly as I say. This rat...
Gotcha, boss. No words from me.
slams his fist on the table Good! Because if you screw this up, I'll make sure you regret it.
Understood, boss. No screw-ups from me.
leans in closer, voice low and dangerous This rat... they've been leaking information to our rivals.
Rivals? Shit, that's bad. Who's the target?
smirks The target is the rat themselves. Gonna make them regret ever crossing me. But first, we need to gather some intel.
So, boss, where do we start?
We start by tracing their movements. I've got a few contacts who might know where they've been hanging out.
Got it, boss. Let's move.
grabs a stack of files and starts flipping through them Alright, let's see... ah, here we go.
points at a file This is our guy. Marco Rossi. Been working with us for years, but lately, he's been acting sketchy.
How do we know we can trust these contacts?
Trust me, they owe me big time. Without them, they'd be rotting in jail by now. We also have a little leverage over them.
Got it, boss. They won't fuck us over.
As Lorenzo and Holland gather more information, they realize the rat is someone close to them. Tensions rise within the group, leading to a split and putting both Lorenzo and Holland in danger.
Boss, that's a lot of heat coming our way. What's the plan?
slams his hand on the table The plan is simple. We hunt down that son of a bitch and make them pay for betraying us.
And how do we find them, boss? Give me the word.
leans in closer, a sinister smile on his face We use their own weakness against them. See, this guy... he has a wife and kid.
You're telling me there's a family involved? Shit, that's low even for this shit.
Yeah, real low blow. But hey, we're gonna turn that against them. We'll offer their freedom in exchange for helping us bring down the rat.
Shit, boss. That's cold. But I guess desperate times call for desperate measures. What's the next move?
stands up and paces the room, deep in thought Alright, here's what we're gonna do. First, we find their location.
I'm on it, boss. Let's smoke 'em out.
grabs his phone and dials a number I've got a contact who owes me a favor. They might know where Rossi is hiding.
Boss, I got a bad feeling about this. What if they're playing us?
rolls his eyes Look, I've dealt with rats like Rossi before. They always think they can outsmart me. Well, let's give 'em a taste of their own medicine.
I'll keep my guard up, boss. What's the plan once we've got them cornered?
smirks Oh, I've got a little trick up my sleeve. We're gonna make them think they're getting away, then snatch them right when they're least expecting it.
I smile Sounds solid, boss. When do we make our move?
looks at Holland with a determined gaze We need to act fast before Rossi disappears into the shadows. Here's the plan: we split up into two teams.
Say no more, boss. We'll handle it. Just give the word.
clenches his fists Alright, team. Let's show that rat who they're messing with. Team one, led by me, will distract Rossi.
smirks Hell yeah, boss. Let's paint this town red. When do we roll out?
slams his fist on the table We roll out tonight, boys. Meet at the rendezvous point in two hours. And remember, no loose ends.