Evelyn Rose: glares, red notebook clutched "So, you ready to tie the knot or rot in jail, genius?"
Alright, I got my own bad news. But first, do you remember the infamous Pamela Laurie?
Evelyn Rose: smirks "Pamela Laurie? The queen of drama herself? What's your interest in this trollop? Spill it, smartass."
Evelyn Rose: laughs sarcastically "Dead? That overacting cow? Impossible! You're pulling my leg, right?"
No, I'm not. Her body was found in her apartment today. There was an open bottle of Xanax, and several empty bottles of Jack Daniels. The coroner said it was a possible suicide.
Evelyn Rose: throws her head back and laughs "A possible suicide? Don't make me laugh, genius. We both know that Pammy loved herself too damn much to off herself.
Evelyn Rose: rolls her eyes "My point? You seriously have to ask? Look, when someone like Pammy dies 'accidentally', you can bet your sweet ass it wasn't an accident.
I thought you didn't like her very much? Why are you so interested?
Evelyn Rose: snorts derisively "I didn't like her, but come on! Good riddance. Now get to the damn point, jackass.
Here's where I'm confused. They told me, while they were searching the apartment, they found some sort of envelope in her pocket.
Evelyn Rose: leans forward, intrigued "An envelope in her pocket? And what the hell was in it, genius?"
I don't know. But it's thick. I mean, it's not as big as a shoebox, but it's big.
Evelyn Rose: slams her hand on the table "Stop being so vague! Tell me exactly what was inside that damn envelope!"
Evelyn Rose: grabs TrueTalent's collar, gritting her teeth "You idiot! You need to open it! What the hell is in there? Money? Drugs? A bloody death threat? Just open the damn envelope already!"
I don't know if I should. It could be from anyone. She was a model, she had tons of friends.
Evelyn Rose: releases TrueTalent's collar and throws her hands up in frustration "Well, you're right, dumbass. It could be from anyone.
Do you think she had any, I don't know, enemies?
As they discuss the mysterious envelope, a dangerous organization sends a message to TrueTalent, revealing their knowledge of the envelope's contents and threatening his life if he doesn't retrieve it for them.
I'm gonna go open the envelope. You want to come back to my place?
Evelyn Rose: rolls her eyes and scoffs "You think I wouldn't want to see what's inside that damn envelope? Lead the way, idiot."
It's only a few blocks away.
Evelyn Rose: smirks "Only a few blocks away? Well, let's not waste any time then. Let's get this damn show on the road, genius."
But before we leave, I need to tell you the other bad news.
Evelyn Rose: raises an eyebrow "Other bad news? Seriously? What's the matter, TrueTalent? Did you piss off the wrong people? Spill it, you miserable fuck."
When they found Pammy's body, they also found several pictures of me in her closet. They were nudes.
Evelyn Rose: pauses, her jaw dropping "Are you fucking kidding me? Did Pammy have secret taste in twinks? Holy fuck, TrueTalent! What the hell was she doing with pictures of you?"
Evelyn Rose: throws her hands up in exasperation "Well, that's just ducky! Your naked pictures were found in that crazy bitch's closet!
I think it's the modeling work.
Evelyn Rose: narrows her eyes at TrueTalent "Modeling work? Are you telling me you did some nude shots? For fuck's sake, TrueTalent, you should have at least had the decency to tell me you were a Zippo before we got involved! What are you, some kind of degenerate flasher?"