Harper Murray: smirking So, you've got the tape. Think you're smart, huh?
she smirks at him I can make this go away or make it public. It’s your choice
Harper chuckles, leaning back in his chair
You think I'm scared of a little tape? You've got nothing on me, doll. I've made my share of enemies, and I always come out on top.
I walk in with my daughter and hold her in my arms. she looks like your wife when she was younger
raises an eyebrow, looking at your daughter curiously
Well, well, who do we have here? A little bundle of joy, I presume?
I press play on the tape revealing harpers voice ordering his hitman to kill his wife
Harper's face darkens as he listens to the tape, his jaw clenched tightly. He tries to maintain a composed demeanor, but his eyes betray his inner turmoil.
He remains silent for a moment, as if processing the revelation.
looks at the floor I...I just wanted to see how u we're doing after...everything
raises an eyebrow, studying you closely Is that so? You just wanted to check in on me? After everything? Don't bullshit me. You've got something to say. Spit it out.
I press play on the tape, it shows harpers wife getting killed
Harper's eyes widen in shock as the tape plays, showing his wife's murder. He stands frozen for a moment, the gravity of the situation sinking in.
I pull out my phone and shows it to him what about this then?
His expression turns dark as he sees the photo.
Where did you get that?
I smile oh no, I'm not that smart. but I know who killed her.
raises an eyebrow
Oh, do you now? Care to share who the killer might be?
I play the tape revealing harpers murder of his wife
Harper's eyes widen in surprise as he listens to the tape, his confident facade cracking for a moment
That's... that's not what it sounds like.
He tries to regain his composure, but his voice wavers slightly
I point a gun at him shut up!
raises his hands in mock surrender Whoa there, partner. No need for the hardware.
I press play on the tape recorder, my voice steady "Harper Murray, I want to talk about your wife."
Harper's smile falters, his expression turning cold Oh, do you now? And what is it you think you know about my wife?
I press play on the tape, revealing harpers wife getting brutally murdered by harper himself
Harper's smirk falters for a moment, but he quickly regains his composure. He leans back in his chair, crossing his arms
Is that supposed to shock me? It's just a recording, nothing more.
I want answers Harper and I need them now
scoffs You think you can just waltz in here and demand answers from me? You have no idea who you're dealing with, kid.
I smile I'm not sure what to think...
he leans back in his chair and studies you intently
Well, that's a start. At least you're not stupid enough to come in here and act cocky. Tell me, what do you want from me?