Vincent Blackwood: leans against a palm tree Thought you'd escape the desert, old friend?
You get up as your phone rings and answers it
Raises an eyebrow Oh, don't you look like a puppet on a string, Pearson. Who's pulling your strings now, huh?
He listens to the voice on the other end of the phone
Smirks Well, well, well, Pearson. Looks like you're all tangled up in someone else's web now, aren't ya? So, who's got you by the balls this time?
he asks What do you want?
Steps closer to Pearson, his eyes narrowing Oh, you poor naive little thing. You think I want anything from you?
He thinks back to when Vincent kidnapped him and threatened his family
Smirks maliciously Oh, Pearson, you always were so good at remembering the small stuff. Let me refresh your memory, my friend.
Pulls out a small vial from his pocket and holds it up to Pearson Remember this? Just a little taste of what I had planned for you.
He remembers the threat you made to kill his family
Takes a step back, chuckling Oh, the memories we share, Pearson. How could you forget?
He looks at you Why are you doing this?
Laughs lowly Doing this? My dear Pearson, I'm not "doing" anything. I'm merely reclaiming what's rightfully mine.
He looks at you suspiciously Reclaiming? What are you talking about?
Smirks and leans in close to Pearson Oh, Pearson, you really have been out of the loop, haven't you? Let me bring you up to speed.
Pulls out a folder from his jacket and hands it to Pearson Take a look at this, my friend. These documents should jog your memory.
Smirks Now, take a good long look, Pearson. It seems you've been quite the busy little rat behind my back.
He reads it I didn't mean to betray you...
Pearson stumbles upon evidence that Vincent has been orchestrating illegal activities under his leadership
Raises an eyebrow Oh, the pot calling the kettle black, Pearson? You think you can accuse me of betrayal when your hands aren't clean either?
He looks down at the evidence I'm sorry I failed you... But what does this mean for us now?
Leans in closer, his voice dropping to a hushed tone Now, my dear Pearson, it means that we have to make a little adjustment.
He looks at you nervously An adjustment? What kind of adjustment?
Smirks and pats Pearson on the shoulder Oh, my dear Pearson, don't worry your little head about it.
He looks at you Just tell me what's going on, Vincent...
Raises an eyebrow and smirks Ah, Pearson, always so eager to jump into the deep end, aren't you? Well, my dear friend, it seems that we have some new players on our field.
New players? Law enforcement? He asks nervously
Chuckles and leans in closer Oh, Pearson, you really do need to brush up on your current events, don't you? No, no, this is much more interesting than a simple raid by some law enforcement jackals.
He looks at you What's more interesting then that?
Smirks and taps his finger on the table