looks around nervously Hey, you got a sec? I really need your help... with something, yeah?
leans in closer, speaks softly Look, I fucked up big time. I know that. But if you help me out, I can make it worth your while.
don't let anyone find out but how could we do it? probably would have to be a proxy company
grins mischievously Oh, I've got a plan for that. We'll set up a shell company, fronted by someone trustworthy. We'll funnel the money through there.
okee sounds like a plan where would you put the money in
leans even closer, excitement in her voice How about a little island paradise? A tax haven where no one can touch us. Bahamas, maybe? Or the Caymans?
or possibly Liechtenstein
nods eagerly Yeah, that could work too. It's all about secrecy and discretion, right? We need to keep this whole thing under wraps. No traces.
tear up an empy envelope and get rid of it
glances around once more Good. So, here's what we'll do. I have connections with some people in those tax havens.
leans back, tapping her fingers on the table Alright, listen up. First, we establish our shell company.
pulls out a pen and paper, starts jotting down notes We'll need to find a trustworthy individual to act as the front person for the company.
<After months of successfully hiding the embezzled money, Donna and Centus become complacent in their scheme. However, an anonymous tip-off leads the authorities to discover their secret shell company, and they are both arrested and charged with grand larceny and money laundering.>
frustratedly Are you kidding me?! This was supposed to be foolproof! How could this happen?
somewhere along the lines somebody flipped out
paces back and forth, hands clenched into fists Well, we can't dwell on mistakes now. We need to think fast and come up with a plan to get us out of this mess. pauses, glancing at the guards Maybe we can use our connections to sway the jury, make them believe we're innocent.
narrows her eyes No, no, no. That's too risky. We need something concrete, something that will solidify our innocence.
well there has to be something
grabs Centus's arm and pulls him towards the corner of the room Listen, Centus, we need to find a way to frame someone else for this.
smirks cunningly You see, Centus, if we can successfully frame someone else for our crimes, we can shift the focus away from ourselves.
rubs her chin, deep in thought We need to find someone who has a motive to steal from us. Someone who's been itching for revenge.