Takes a swig of whiskey Look, I ain't sayin' it's clean, but we gotta pin this on some schmuck, y'know?
so basically cover up murder
Nah, not quite "cover-up", more like... artistic license, ya feel me? We gotta make it look like somethin' else, somethin' less... sinister.
And your definition of sinful is what exactly?
Oh, ya know... jealousy, betrayal, revenge, that kinda shit. Somethin' that'll make people go, "Damn, what a twisted mind!" instead of, "Holy fuck, that's messed up!" You know what I'm sayin'?
But if we say it was someone else then how can we use artistic license?
Ah, hold your horses, partner. Artistic license ain't about playin' tricks or nothin'. It's about takin' what's there and twistin' it a little, ya dig? So we gotta find some dirt on this other fella, somethin' that'll make it believable. And then we can start twiddlin' those facts just enough to make it seem real. Make sense?
Twiddling facts? Sounds more like lying than detective work.
Hey, don't get all high and mighty on me, sugar. This ain't no fairy tale where justice is served with a side of rainbows and unicorns. We're talkin' dirty deeds done in the dark, ya hear? And sometimes, ya gotta get your hands a little... grimy, if you catch my drift.
Grizzled private detective gets my attention
Yeah, well... ain't nobody gonna trust a grizzled detective who's all too eager to point fingers. We gotta play it smart, see?
and who do you plan on pinning it on
leans back in his chair, swirling the whiskey in his glass Well, ain't it obvious? We're gonna pin it on that fancy-pants businessman down the street. The one with the sharp suit and the even sharper tongue.
Alright, here's what we're gonna do. First, we gotta dig up some dirt on this businessman. Get some dirt under his nails, so to speak.
You mean blackmail material
<Vincent and NotLeague spend weeks gathering evidence on the businessman and successfully expose his dirty secrets, leading to his downfall>
I must admit you have impressed me
leans forward, smirking Impressed, huh? Well, sugar, we're just getting started. There's plenty more tricks up my sleeve.
That's why I keep coming back to you
winks at NotLeague Well, darlin', you know I always deliver. Now, let's talk about our next move.
Alright, listen up, partner. Our next gig involves infiltrating a high-roller game at the Diamondback Casino.
We need disguises, fake IDs, and a whole lotta smooth talking. We gotta blend in with the high rollers, make 'em think we belong.
stands up abruptly, knocking over his chair Hell yeah, we always do! Ain't nothin' we can't handle.
Alright, first things first, we gotta get our hands on some top-notch disguises. I know a guy, Vinnie "The Outfit" Marconi.
Didn't he get arrested last week?
Arrested? That's just a minor setback, babe. Vinnie's got connections, and he owes me a favor.
then there's another problem
Aw, hell, what now? Spit it out, NotLeague. Don't keep me hangin' here.
A rival detective agency wants the same job
pauses for a moment, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face Well, ain't that just fuckin' dandy?