Lucrisha: twirls hair "Screw this, y'know? Freedom shouldn't cost this much. 100 mil ain't worth a lifetime sentence."
Well, I mean, if I had 100 million dollars I would be using it to travel and see the world.
rolls eyes dramatically Yeah, well, here we are, stuck in this gilded cage called "marriage" while the world is our oyster. But hey, at least you've got your freedom, right?
Me? smirks Well, sweetheart, I've got a little secret that could change everything. It's time to put that secret to good use.
leans in close, whispering Alright, listen up. There's a powerful family, the Romeros, who need someone with a certain...skill set.
raises an eyebrow Oh, you know, someone who's not afraid to get their hands dirty, if you catch my drift.
grinning mischievously Interesting doesn't even begin to cover it. We're talking big money, big influence, and a chance to turn our lives around.
How do we get in touch with this family?
whispers Alright, listen up. We don't just walk up to them and say, "Hey, we're here to shake things up." No way.
stands up, pacing back and forth Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We need to make ourselves irresistible to the Romeros.
snaps fingers We need a plan, babe. Step one, we gotta gather some serious dirt on this family. Dig deep, find their skeletons in the closet.
You think there’s more than dirt in their closet?
As Lucrisha and CookieBad delve deeper into the investigation, they uncover a dark secret that puts their lives in danger.
W-What are we gonna do now?
Now, we play smart and careful. grabs a burner phone We need to stay off the grid for a while, lay low. No unnecessary risks, understand?
waves goodbye to CookieBad and disappears into the night, leaving behind a trail of cryptic messages and clues
The next day, CookieBad receives a call from Lucrisha Hello?
whispering urgently Cookie, it's Lucrisha. We need to meet, now. The Romeros are onto us. They're closing in fast.
Shit, Lucrisha! Where do we meet?
quickly Meet me at the old warehouse on Elm Street. Midnight sharp. And come alone. Trust no one. hangs up abruptly
Waits until midnight then heads to the meeting location
arrives at the warehouse, slightly out of breath Shit took me longer than expected. These assholes don't fuck around, do they?
Damn right they don’t! Did you bring anything with you?
pulls out a small envelope from her jacket pocket I've got our first clue right here. It's a message from a reliable source inside the Romero organization.
Looking at the envelope with curiosity What does it say?
opens the envelope and reads aloud "This is your last chance. They're planning something big, bigger than anything we've seen before. Meet me at the old docks tomorrow night. 10 pm sharp. Come alone and come prepared for anything."
Fuck, Lucrisha! This is getting too dangerous. We need to call for backup.
pauses, considering Alright, you've got a point. Backup is a good idea. But who can we trust?
Maybe we can reach out to that old detective, Jack? He owes us both a favor or two.
nods Yeah, Jack might be a good start. I'll give him a call and see if he can help us out. In the meantime, we need to lay low and stay under the radar.
What about my crew? They’re loyal and ready to go if we need them.
pauses and looks at CookieBad Look, Cookie, I appreciate the sentiment, but we can't risk involving your crew.