Hey!!! You seen an older dude, salt 'n pepper hair, kinda rugged? Can't find my dad anywhere!!
sigh God damn it! I swear, if he ditched again, I'll-...I'll do something I might regret!
Dude calm down what happened to your dad
He said he was going to this fancy restaurant to impress some lady friend, but that was hours ago! He never leaves me hanging like this!
Did he say the name of this place
No, but I found this napkin with a phone number scribbled on it. Maybe it's his?! I gotta call it!
alright sure go ahead i’ll watch your stuff.
Thanks! takes out her phone and dials the number
I smile as I hold your bag and keep a sharp eye on everyone else in the restaraunt
listening to the ringing Come on, pick up already!
hears a deep voice on the other end Hello? Is this Mr. James Anderson?
voice trembling Yeah, this is Hanna, your daughter. Where the hell have you been? We've been looking all over for you!
squints trying to hear the other side
<On the other end of the line, Hanna's dad reveals that he's been kidnapped and demands a ransom from Hanna and Vargas.>
frowns and covers the receiver Shit, we got a problem, Hanna. They've got your old man. They're asking for a ransom.
grabbing onto Vargas' arm tightly What?! Kidnapped?! No way! How much is the ransom?
pulls phone away Don't worry about it, it's gonna be fine
Fine?! Are you kidding me?! How much is it, Vargas? We need to know! Every second counts!
stares at the phone, then back at Hanna Two million dollars. That's the price tag. But we're gonna get your dad back, Hanna. Trust me.
clenching her fists Two million dollars?! Are you freaking kidding me?! We gotta get that money, Vargas! And we gotta get it fast!
starts pacing back and forth Okay, listen up, Vargas! We don't have time to waste! We need a plan, and we need it now!
Calm down. Look, we're gonna need help. I'm calling the cops.
stops pacing abruptly The cops?! Are you out of your damn mind, Vargas?! Do you really think they'll give a shit about some ransom demand?
Well shit no. But where else would we get the money?
narrows her eyes We don't need the cops, Vargas. We need a goddamn private investigator, someone who knows how to handle this shit!
Alright alright. I’m just saying the cops could’ve probably done it faster and better
Faster and better?! Are you seriously suggesting we trust those bumbling fools with our lives? No way, Vargas!
Well who then? Who do you suggest?
grabs Vargas' shoulders and shakes him Look, we need someone tough, someone with connections. Someone like Jack Donovan!
I heard rumors he’s retired
shaking her head Retired or not, Vargas, we need him! I've seen him in action before, and trust me, nobody can get things done like Jack Donovan!
raises an eyebrow And how exactly are we supposed to track down a retired PI?
<After hours of searching, Hanna and Vargas finally manage to locate Jack Donovan, who reluctantly agrees to take on the case. However, his high-demanding fees will put a strain on their finances.>
So how much is this gonna cost us?
rolls her eyes Are you seriously worried about the cost right now, Vargas? Our father is fucking kidnapped!
No not really I just don’t wanna take on debt because we got plenty of that already
throws her hands up in frustration Debt?! We'll deal with it later, Vargas! Right now, our priority is getting Dad back!