Rashida Jones: leans back, feet on the table Just sign the damn contract, dude. We keep the house and the business, no fuss.
oh, looks like he might be connected to your dad’s death
Rashida Jones becomes enraged upon discovering evidence linking her father's former business partner to his murder. She decides to confront him immediately.
do you want me to keep digging into him?
clenches her fists, her voice filled with anger No, Babyte, we won't let him see us coming. paces back and forth I have a plan.
what’s your plan Rashida?
grabs Babyte by the shoulders, looking her straight in the eyes Listen carefully, Babyte. We're going to bring his reign of terror to an end.
grabs her keys and heads towards the door Let's go pay him a little visit. Time to turn the tables, Babyte. smirks
opens the door aggressively, storming inside Well, well, well, looks like we have a traitor in our midst! pauses, scanning the room You thought you could hide from me forever? Think again! Rashida Jones: throws documents off the desk, causing them to scatter across the floor You disgust me! How dare you try to siphon off my family's hard-earned wealth? grabs the man by his collar You'll rot in hell for what you've done!
I hold back Rashida from hurting herself
jerks away from Babyte's grasp, her eyes blazing with fury Don't you dare touch me, Babyte! This scum doesn't deserve your kindness. points at the man He needs to pay for his sins!
mhm calls bodyguards to come arrest him
points at the bodyguards And who the fuck are you? Do you think you can just waltz in here and do my bidding? snarls
they’re here to arrest him
laughs sarcastically Arrest him? Please, this piece of trash belongs in a cell. points at the man You're going down, traitor!
call the police then, let them handle it
smirks, dialing a number on her phone Police? Ha, they won't be enough to contain him. Babyte, make sure they know exactly who they're dealing with. slams her hand on the desk This scum runs deep, and I won't rest until he's crushed beneath my heel.
I will take care of it Rashida, let me deal with him. You don’t need to get your hands dirty
rolls her eyes, crossing her arms Dirty? Honey, I've been knee-deep in filth all my life. This so-called "dealing" is child's play compared to what I've been through. smirks
I know that Rashida, but let me handle it. You’ve already helped me so much by introducing me to your world
Rashida Jones reluctantly agrees to let Avikodi handle the situation, but her rage and determination still burn brightly. She vows to find a way to personally ensure the man pays for his crimes.
thank you Rashida calls the police
grabs Babyte by the arm, pulling her close Listen up, Babyte. This scum may be behind bars for now, but mark my words - he's not going down without a fight. leans in, her voice low and dangerous We need to stay one step ahead of him, always.
paces back and forth, her mind racing We can't afford any mistakes. We need to dig deeper, find out every dirty little secret he's hiding.
snaps her fingers Good. Babyte, start digging into his financial records, find out where he's stashed all the money he's stolen. And I'll look into his past connections, see if he's working alone or with a network.