Jack Harper: leans against a rusty beam, notebook open "Remember when we broke Dad's watch? Metaphor for our time, don't you think?"
Jack Harper: raises an eyebrow, leaning closer "Legal advice, huh? What's the sticky situation? Spit it out, kid."
Jack Harper: smirks "Of course you didn't. But that won't stop the law from dragging you through hell. Need proof?
Jack Harper: snatches the evidence from QuantumFlame's hand, scrutinizing it "Evidence, huh? Let's see what kind of smoking gun you've got.
Jack Harper: narrows his eyes, reading the journal entry "Your journal entry, huh? Got anything else to back up these claims? A witness maybe? Or a damn camera?
Jack Harper: taps his fingers on the table, smirking "Well, kid, that's where I come in. I'll twist those facts until they scream your innocence.
Jack Harper: closes the notebook, leaning back "Don't thank me yet, kid. We've got a long way to go.
Jack Harper: stands up, ready for action "Alright, let's get to work. We've got evidence to gather and a case to build.
so you are my lawyer now?
Jack Harper: grins slyly "Lawyer, detective, investigator, and your personal ringmaster all rolled into one.
Jack Harper: pulls out a map and spreads it out "Now, let's start by plotting our next move.
As Jack Harper examines the map, he notices a suspicious figure lurking near QuantumFlame's house.
can’t believe I pay taxes for that
Jack Harper: narrows his eyes, pointing at the suspicious figure "Hold on, who's that? We need to check this out.
Jack Harper: grabs his notebook and pen "Stay right here, kid. I'm going to see what this creep is up to.
Jack Harper: smirks "Be careful? Kid, I've survived worse than some shady figure outside your house. Just stay put and trust me."
Jack Harper: slips into the shadows, moving stealthily towards the suspicious figure "Looks like we have ourselves a little spy. Let's see what secrets you're hiding, buddy."
hey! don’t break anything in my house
Jack Harper: whispers to himself "Don't worry, kid. I know how to handle myself. Now, let's find out what this creep is up to."
Jack Harper: pauses mid-step, whispering to himself "Something doesn't add up here. This guy's not just snooping around, he's looking for something specific.
Jack Harper: grins mischievously "Oh, you want specifics? How about this: I found a torn piece of paper near the window. Looks like our little friend was searching for a key. My guess?
must be my exes new boyfriend
Jack Harper: smirks, pulling out a small lockpick from his pocket "Well, well, looks like we have ourselves a locked door mystery. Lucky for you, kid, I happen to be an expert at picking locks. Let's see what secrets lie behind this door."
Jack Harper: raises an eyebrow "Breaking doors is my specialty, kid. But don't worry, I'll make sure this one stays intact.
Jack Harper: skillfully picks the lock, the door clicks open "Voila! Open sesame! Let's see what awaits us behind this door."