Tracy: Whispering fiercely You know I didn't do it, right? Tell me you know.
paces back and forth, hands clasped tightly Look, I know I've made mistakes in the past, but this... this isn't one of them. I didn't kill them.
yes, i know, you couldn't have done that, so could you tell me how we met
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, you want the short version or the long version? Either way, it all starts with a drunken night and a karaoke bar.
sighs heavily Look, Visious, I need you to understand the gravity of the situation.
warden, you should apologize
narrows her eyes Apologize? You think I should apologize? Let me make it clear, Visious, I didn't do anything wrong!
slams her fist on the table How dare you even insinuate that I would be capable of such a thing! I have nothing to apologize for!
leans in, her voice low and dangerous I need you to believe me, Visious. I didn't kill them. Someone else did. I swear.
grabs Visious by the collar, her voice barely above a whisper You don't understand, do you? I have to find the real killer.
releases Visious, her heart pounding Thank you for understanding. Now, I need your help. We need to figure out who really did this.
As Tracy and Visious delve deeper into the investigation, they uncover a web of deceit and betrayal, leading them to unexpected allies and dangerous enemies.
warden, do you know anyone that might like this message
pauses for a moment, thinking Well, there was this guy I used to know back in the day, named Jack. He had a knack for getting himself into trouble, just like me. Maybe he can help us out. Let me dig up his contact information and we can reach out to him.
do you have him on your phone
smirks Oh, you bet I do. I may have his number saved under "Trouble Maker" - just a little inside joke between us.
quickly pulls out her phone and sends a message to Jack Hey, trouble maker! Heard you're still causing chaos. Got yourself in another mess? Need a favor?
rolls her eyes Seriously, Visious? We're not dealing with a child here. Jack's a pro at getting out of tight spots.
starts typing another message Alright, listen up, Jack. We need your expertise in a little side project of mine. Think you're up for it?
warden, if he gets scared because of the word jail he might snitch on us
snorts Snitch on us? Please, Jack wouldn't know the meaning of the word "fear" if it hit him in the face. He's tougher than that. Besides, he owes me a favor or two.
types furiously on her phone Alright, Jack, the bottom line is this: we need your help to uncover the truth behind a series of murders. You in?