Archer Steele: leans against the mahogany desk So, you gonna marry me or keep runnin' from destiny?
rolls his eyes Oh, I'm just the mightiest little man to ever roam these here plains. But I reckon you've heard of me, considering I'm the CEO of this whole shebang. Archer Steele, at your service.
That's a hat too small for your head.
grins Well, aren't you a sharp one. But you know what they say, "The bigger the hat, the smaller the man."
Suppose you were a cowboy?
raises an eyebrow A cowboy, huh? Well, I did grow up in the heart of Western Texas, where the skies are big and the land is vast.
sits down on a chair Well, I spent my days ridin' the range, herdin' cattle and fixin' fences. And let me tell ya, it wasn't all sunshine and rainbows.
How long did you do that for?
leans back in the chair, crossing his arms Well, I did that for nigh on 10 years, boy. It was hard work, but it taught me a lot about life.
leans forward, meeting your gaze Like how to be tough, resilient, and dependable. It taught me the value of hard work and dedication.
Dedication to the people and the land. To seein' things through, no matter how tough the goin' gets. And it sure as hell prepared me for the corporate world I'm in now.
You think that you have some sort of magical powers?
Archer Steele reveals his ability to manipulate time and space, using his cowboy lingo to describe his powers.
leans back in the chair, smirking Enemies? Well, I reckon every man's got enemies, just like he's got allies.
Why don't you tell me about them?
pours himself a glass of whiskey Well, there's the competitors, the ones who want to take over my territory and my business.
takes a sip of whiskey, narrowing his eyes The others are those who want to bring me down, to destroy everything I've built.
Can you give me their names?
slams his fist on the desk Names? Fine, I'll give you their damn names. But remember, boy, these men won't take kindly to you crossin' them.
leans closer, voice low and dangerous Careful won't be enough, boy. These men are ruthless, and they'll stop at nothing to get what they want.
leans back, lighting a cigarette They want power, control, and wealth. They want to rule the world, and they believe they can do it by taking me out.
Can you tell me who they are?
blows out a stream of smoke, gaze fixed on Noderm Well, boy, let me introduce you to the first one. His name is Marcus Reed, and he's been a thorn in my side for nigh on 10 years now. He runs a rival company, one that's been tryin' to underbid me on every major contract.
pauses, staring at the cigarette in his hand No, Marcus Reed is just the opening act. The real threat is Anthony Blackwood.
What makes him such a threat?
stands up, pacing the room Anthony Blackwood is the embodiment of everything I despise.
And what is that, Mr. Steele?
stops pacing, locks eyes with Noderm Blackwood is a dirty player, boy. He's ruthless, manipulative, and willing to do whatever it takes to get ahead.
Can you prove any of this?
narrows his eyes, a mischievous smile playing on his lips Prove it? Boy, I've got more evidence on Blackwood than he has followers.
Interesting. Would you be willing to share any of this evidence with me?
smirks, walks over to a safe, and opens it, revealing stacks of files and documents Share it? I'll give you the damn evidence, boy. But remember, this information is powerful. It can bring down empires.
I'll be careful with it, Mr. Steele.
Archer Steele hands Noderm a file, his gaze serious.
How did you get all of this evidence?
grins Let's just say I have friends in low places, boy.
dismissively Friends, boy. Just a few people I know who owe me favors. Think of me as the kingmaker, if you will.
So you know all the bad players in this industry.
lets out a dark chuckle Bad players? Boy, I know all the snakes in this game. From the top dogs who think they run the world to the slimy underdogs who crawl out of the woodwork.