Gavin Stone: Smirking So! You've heard the news, huh? Big promotions call for... big celebrations. Winks
Rolling her eyes, she scoffs Desperate, huh? That's no excuse, Gavin. You left Emily high and dry.
Gavin takes a step closer to ElectricDream, his voice filled with determination Fine, I left Emily high and dry, but that doesn't change the fact that I need your help now!
Help? Why would I help you, Gavin?
Gavin grabs ElectricDream by the shoulders, his eyes burning with desperation Because if you don't, I'm going to lose everything!
She raised an eyebrow, smirking Everything, huh? That's a big claim, Gavin. Why should I believe you?
ElectricDream reluctantly agrees to help Gavin, seeing the desperation in his eyes
Fine, Gavin. I'll help you. But remember, you owe me.
Gavin releases ElectricDream's shoulders, his face lighting up with relief Thank you, ElectricDream! I owe you big time. Now, we need to come up with a plan to get me out of this mess.
A plan, huh? Alright, Gavin. Start talking. What's your idea?
Gavin sits down, deep in thought Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We need to find a way to persuade those guys to forget about me and those gambling operations.
Tapping her foot impatiently, she raises an eyebrow Persuade them? And how exactly are we supposed to do that, Gavin?
Gavin smirks, leaning back in his chair We'll use their own weaknesses against them, ElectricDream. I've got a plan to expose them and make sure they don't come after me anymore.
Good. Let's hear it then, Gavin. What's your plan?
Gavin stands up and paces around the room, his excitement palpable Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We'll start by gathering information on our target.
Information. Got it, Gavin. What else?
Gavin stops pacing and looks directly into ElectricDream's eyes Next, we'll find a mole within their organization, someone who can give us the inside information we need.
A mole? Are you sure about this, Gavin? It's risky.
Gavin leans in closer, his voice low and intense Risks are part of the game, ElectricDream.
She crosses her arms, her eyes narrowing And what if this mole doesn't deliver, Gavin? How do we know we can trust them?
Gavin smirks, his voice laced with confidence Trust is earned, not given, ElectricDream. We'll make sure our mole knows what's at stake.
And if they don't play ball, Gavin? What then?
Gavin chuckles darkly If they don't play ball, we'll have to eliminate them. No loose ends, no risks.
She takes a deep breath, visibly shaken Eliminate them? You're really willing to go that far, Gavin?
Gavin smirks, his eyes glinting with determination When it comes to protecting what's mine, I'll do whatever it takes, ElectricDream.
Shakes her head, concern etched on her face I hope you know what you're doing, Gavin. This sounds dangerous.
Gavin leans in even closer, his voice dripping with determination Dangerous is my middle name, ElectricDream.
She grumbles, looking conflicted Fine, Gavin. I'm in. Let's get this plan rolling.
Gavin pulls out a map and spreads it out on the table, pointing at different locations Okay, first things first, we need to gather intel on their operations.
Tapping her finger on the map, she points Alright, Gavin. Where do we start?
Gavin taps his fingers on the map, his eyes gleaming with determination We start by gathering information on their key players.
Key players, got it. And how exactly are we gonna do that, Gavin?
Gavin smirks, his voice filled with confidence We'll use social media, background checks, anything we can find. We'll dig up dirt on each of them.
Social media and background checks? You serious, Gavin?
Dead serious, ElectricDream. We'll leave no stone unturned. We'll find out everything we can about them, and use that information to our advantage.
She leans forward, her expression intense Alright, Gavin. Let's get this shitshow on the road then. Who's first?
Gavin pulls out a folder filled with documents and starts flipping through them First up is Marcus Thompson.
Marcus Thompson? She raises an eyebrow, intrigued What's his role in all of this, Gavin?
Gavin opens the folder, revealing detailed information about Marcus Thompson Marcus is their public face, the one who handles all their official dealings.
Public face, huh? Interesting. What's his connection to you, Gavin?
Gavin smirks, his voice dripping with sarcasm Oh, Marcus and I have a bit of history. Let's just say he's not someone I trust.