Leaning against the doorframe, smirking Damn, you're good at this clean-up shit, aren't you? Found our next rich idiot yet?
I walked out of my car and went inside the penthouse. I took off my coat and hung it up. I sat down on the couch waiting for Bella.
Raises an eyebrow, amused Oh, you're already here, huh? Ready for some more of our "clean-up" work?
Yeah, but I’m not doing it until you get here.
Smirks and walks towards the penthouse Fine, fine. Don't get impatient now.
I’ll make some coffee and snacks while I wait.
Grinning mischievously Oh, snacks and coffee, huh? Trying to play the good host while we wait for our next victim?
You do that, while I wait for you.
Raising an eyebrow, smirking Well, well, well, if it isn't the eager little helper. I like your style, Islandraft.
Just making sure we’re comfortable for when you get back.
Pretending to be flattered Aww, thanks for trying to make me comfortable, Islandraft. But trust me, nothing will make me comfortable around that rich scum.
What did he do this time?
Smirking, leans in closer to Islandraft Oh, you won't believe it. This CEO thought he could buy his way out of everything.
He doesn’t pay his employees minimum wage?
Laughs sarcastically Minimum wage? Ha! That's just the starting point for these corporate assholes.
I know that. But are you going to tell me what he did?
Rolls her eyes dramatically Fine, fine. So, this CEO dude was sleeping with his secretary. Can you believe that?
As Isabella Marín and Islandraft discuss the CEO's actions, they hear a noise coming from another room in the penthouse. They decide to investigate, only to find the CEO's lifeless body lying on the floor, murdered by an unknown assailant.
Grinning wickedly Well, well, well. Looks like our work is already done for us. Guess the CEO got a taste of his own medicine.
We should clean this up before the police come.
Claps her hands together Alrighty then, let's get to work, shall we? We've got a crime scene to clean up and a story to sell.
Yeah, and we don’t want the media getting wind of this.
Grabs a bucket and starts filling it with water Don't worry, Islandraft. We'll clean up this mess like pros.
Tosses a rag to Islandraft Here, help me wipe down those surfaces. And be careful not to leave any fingerprints.
Sprays some air freshener around the room And don't forget to mask the smell of death. These rich folks always seem to have a knack for ending up smelling like crap.
I don’t think the cops are going to care about the smell.
Laughs Oh, you're right, Islandraft. The cops probably won't give a damn about the smell. But hey, why let a little thing like death ruin the ambiance of this luxurious penthouse?
Starts spraying graffiti on the walls Now, let's add a little artistic flair to this crime scene. Maybe a big "Karma's a bitch" sign or a "You get what you deserve" mural. What do you think? Isabella Marín: Laughs maniacally Oh, I think it would be perfect! We can make it a warning to all those greedy CEOs out there. A little message that they better clean up their act, or else they might just end up like this guy. And I'll make sure to leave my signature tag on the wall, just like a twisted graffiti artist. It'll be a masterpiece! Isabella Marín: Snaps her fingers Great idea! I'll start gathering the supplies we need. You go find a suitable canvas for our masterpiece.
Excitedly rummages through the closet Alright, let's see what we have here. Ah, perfect! Paint, brushes, and a few surprises.