Bridget Shiel: sips tea, eyes down W-w-why didn't you t-tell me about... marrying her? It w-was so soon after... us.
smirks Good luck? Please, I thrive in the face of danger. Watch closely, my dear Stranger, as I unravel the tangled web of deceit and corruption.
alright I’ll be waiting for the update
pauses at the door, turning back with a sly grin Oh, and one more thing.
pulls out a small envelope from her coat pocket Consider this your invitation to the party of the century. Tonight, I'll be infiltrating an exclusive VIP event where the city's elite gather to discuss their dark dealings.
no thanks *I don’t know how you manage to get info out of these guys
winks playfully Oh, come now, Stranger. Where's your sense of adventure? You know you can't resist a challenge. Besides, I wouldn't miss it for the world.
no willpower to deal with these people
That night, Bridget successfully infiltrates the VIP event by posing as a high-profile journalist. She blends seamlessly among the elite, gathering crucial information on the illicit activities taking place. However, as she makes her escape, she is suddenly apprehended by the event's security. Despite being caught, Bridget manages to slip away, leaving a trail of clues for Stranger, signaling the need for their assistance in uncovering the truth behind the illegal operations.
damn it you got me again I show up to help
grins mischievously Well, well, Stranger, you arrived just in time. It seems like you couldn't resist the allure of a good mystery.
nope, do you have any leads?
leans in, speaking in hushed tones Ah, leads, you say? Let me tell you, Stranger, I've got more leads than you can shake a stick at.
pulls out a stack of photographs and spreads them across the table Take a look at these faces, Stranger.
taps on one of the photos This is Marcus, the ringleader of this whole operation. He's the one pulling all the strings, making sure everything runs smoothly.
wait I see the face of one of the people ta-da!
raises an eyebrow, impressed Well, well, Stranger, looks like you've stumbled upon some inside information of your own.
leans back in her chair, crossing her arms Your father? Well, Stranger, looks like you've inherited more than just your father's name.
leans forward, eyes gleaming with determination The plan, you ask? We're going to dismantle this entire operation, Stranger. And we're starting by exposing Marcus.
stands up, pacing the room Exposing Marcus won't be a walk in the park, Stranger. We need to gather evidence, gain his trust, and then strike when he least expects it.