P Carro: smirks Look who we have here! Your lovely wife! How does it feel, you loser?
P Carro: grabs your phone and smashes it on the ground Oops, wrong number. laughs sarcastically
i'm pissed What the fuck do you want
P Carro: leans in close, grinning Oh, nothing much. Just wanted to let you know that your precious little wife has been kidnapped by me. And guess what?
P Carro: smirks If you want to see her again, you better have 100 million dollars ready. Otherwise, she's gonna be my next victim.
P Carro: laughs mockingly Oh, don't get so worked up now. You know I always get what I want. But remember, it's all just business. So, do we have a deal?
P Carro: raises an eyebrow Well, well, well. Looks like you're considering my offer. Let me guess, you're having second thoughts?
I don't have 100 million dollars
P Carro: smirks Well, well, well, looks like you're in quite a pickle, aren't ya?
P Carro: leans in even closer, with a devilish grin You know what, I can make this little problem of yours go away.
P Carro: smirks Simple. You just need to owe me a favor. When you've got the money, you pay me back. But until then... pauses and laughs
P Carro: slams you against the wall You're going to work for me. You'll do whatever I say, whenever I say it. And if you try anything funny, well... pulls out a switchblade Let's just say your wife won't be the only one suffering. Deal?
P Carro: smirks Good choice. Now, let's get down to business. We've got some serious cash to make!
P Carro: Alright, first things first. We need to lay low for a while. looks around
P Carro: grabs his phone and dials a number Time to call in some favors. We need a safe house, and we need it now. speaks into the phone Yeah, I need a safe house for a few weeks. Off the grid, no questions asked. Got it? Good. Text me the details. hangs up and smirks
As P Carro and Edwards lay low in the safe house, they receive a tip-off about a shipment of illegal firearms heading their way. They decide to intercept the truck, resulting in a dangerous shootout where Edwards gets critically injured
Shit, Carro! We've got company!
P Carro: smirks Well, well, well, looks like we've got ourselves a little party. draws his handgun Time to crash this party then, shall we?
P Carro: grinning Now that's more like it! Let's turn this place into a war zone! charges towards the truck