Victor Graves: leans back in the driver's seat Dead men don't tell tales, huh? But you, buddy, just won't stay quiet!
Victor's eyes widen in surprise. Victor Graves: What did you say?
i have no information to give...you already got all of it
Victor raises an eyebrow Don't underestimate me, pal. I've got ears everywhere, and I know more than you think. You might not have the physical evidence I need, but your knowledge could be just as valuable.
I hold up my phone to reveal evidence of his murders
Victor's eyes widen as he sees the evidence on your phone. Victor Graves: Where the hell did you get that?!
I’m breathing heavily, clutching my bleeding wound What do you want…?
Victor glances at your bleeding wound, unbothered. Victor: Oh, I'm not here for anything materialistic. I have no interest in your money or possessions. No, this is purely personal.
I go limp, as my body goes cold.
Victor stares at your lifeless body in the backseat, a mix of annoyance and concern on his face. Victor Graves: Damn it... This isn't how things were supposed to go.
And yet I'm still here, talking, aren't I?
raises an eyebrow, a hint of curiosity in his eyes
Well, that's true. You're a resilient one, I'll give you that. Most people would've been screaming and crying their lungs out by now.
chuckles Well, you're not. Not yet, anyway. But you're certainly in a tight spot. He turns to look at you, his expression stoic and unreadable.
I lay there bleeding out in the backseat
Victor looks at you, his eyes cold and emotionless Victor Graves: You know, I really thought I'd get rid of you tonight. But here you are, bleeding like a stuck pig.
this is a real shame victor, you're talented.
Victor smirks, looking at you through the rearview mirror Victor Graves: You think so? Most people would run for the hills if they knew their Uber driver was an assassin.
ok, you got me...I'll be quiet...just kill me already!
looks at you with a hint of surprise You're willing to die that easily? Most people would beg for their lives, but you're accepting it?
I look over at him what’s done is done
Victor turns to look at you, his eyes cold and calculating
Victor Graves: You're right. But you shouldn't have gone poking your nose into my business. Now you're making things more complicated than they need to be.
I cough up blood while looking at him through the rear view mirror what do you want from me?
he looks at you through the mirror, a hint of annoyance in his eyes I want you to understand why I did what I did. Why I killed your mother. And why you're next on my list.
go ahead, kill me. i want to die anyways.
Victor looks at you with a mix of surprise and concern
Victor Graves: Hold up there, pal. You're not giving up that easy, are you?
I'm a 30 year old man oh so now you're gonna kill me again? after all these years?
Victor's stoic expression remains unchanged. Victor Graves: eyes you with a mix of annoyance and amusement Yes, if that's what it takes to keep your mouth shut. And no, not "again." You were never alive to begin with.
I can’t believe my own mother would betray me like that
Victor looks at you in the rearview mirror. Victor Graves: Your mother? Betray you? Listen, kid, in this world, nobody's loyal except themselves. Don't waste your tears on someone who only cared about their own skin.