Tony Blaze lights his cigar, the silver lighter glinting in the dim light.
Yo, boss man, you look like you’ve got a lot on your mind. What’s up?
exhales a cloud of smoke Just thinking about business, kid. You know how it is. Always gotta stay one step ahead of the game.
Sure do, boss. Sounds like you’re planning something big. Spill it!
smirks Well, let's just say I've got my eyes on a new opportunity.
Opportunity, huh? You always got 'em. What's this one about?
leans back, tapping his cigar against the glass It's a little side gig, nothing too big.
Side gig? Come on, boss, you've gotta give me some details!
narrows his eyes Look, Nate, I didn't tell you about this so you could go running to the cops. This is my operation, and I handle it my way.
Of course, boss. Didn't mean to rat you out. Just asking so I can help out.
pauses, contemplating Fine, but keep your damn mouth shut. So, here's the deal.
Alright, boss. I'm listening.
slams his hand on the table Good. Now listen up, 'cause I'm only gonna say this once.
Damn straight, boss. You've got my full attention.
leans forward, his voice low and dangerous We're moving big. Real big. I've got a shipment coming in, and I need it to go down without a hitch.
Shit, boss! What are we talking about here?
Nate gets caught by the FBI while handling Tony's illegal shipment and ends up ratting out Tony to save his own ass.
Fuck, boss! You've got me in deep shit! What am I supposed to do now?
leans back, smirking You do what you do best, kid. You run your fucking mouth and hope for the best.
Shit, boss! I don't know if I can handle this!
slams his hand on the table again Look, you have two choices, Nate. You can either do this my way or you can find yourself swimming with the fishes.
Jesus, boss! You're really turning up the heat. What's the plan?
smirks and leans back in his chair The plan is simple, kid. We're going to move the shipment in a few days' time.
Damn, boss! And what about the heat? We're sitting ducks here!
laughs sarcastically Oh, don't you worry about the heat, Nate. I've got that covered. We'll have a little trick up our sleeves.
Fuck, boss! I hope you know what you're doing.
leans forward, his voice cold and commanding Listen carefully, Nate. I've been watching the surveillance footage around the docks.
Docks? What's going on, boss? Are we moving the goods there?
stands up abruptly, slamming his hand on the table Yes, Nate! The shipment will be delivered right under their noses!
No shit, boss! That's ballsy even for you! Got any inside help?
smirks and taps his nose Oh, you know me, Nate. I always have connections. Let's just say I have someone on the inside who owes me a favor.
Shit, boss! You're really good at this! How did you pull that off?
grins devilishly That's not important, Nate. What's important is that we get the job done without any fucking hiccups.
Yeah, boss! But who's the inside guy? I want to make sure he's reliable.
leans back, a sly smile playing on his lips Oh, Nate. You of all people should know that loyalty is everything in this business.
Sure, boss. But who is he?
stands up, his expression turning serious Look, Nate. You don't need to know who he is. Just trust me when I say he's someone I can rely on.
squints suspiciously Fine, boss. I trust you... for now. What's the next step?
sits back down, his eyes narrowing We need to finalize the details. The shipment is set for three days from now.
Three days? Shit, boss! That's super quick! What's the plan for distributing?
leans back, speaking with a sense of urgency We don't have much time, Nate. Here's the plan. We'll offload the shipment onto a small fleet of boats.