Denzel Dion: leans in Yo! Fancy seeing you here! Ain't this some wild shit?
What are you doing here? Is this some kind of...conflict of interest thing?
smirks Nah, nah, nothing like that. Just helping out a friend, you know how it is.
Sure... But what exactly are you doing for him?
leans back Well, let's just say I'm providing some...special services. You know, the kind that go above and beyond the call of duty.
winks Let's just say I'm a jack of all trades, SunbeamJester.
laughs Spy? Nah, too predictable. Let's just say I'm more of a...freelance problem solver.
narrows his eyes Look, SunbeamJester, I can't fully disclose all the details right now. It's sensitive information, you know?
I'm not gonna tell anyone
smirks Alright, but keep it on the down-low, yeah? The guy I'm working for has some serious juice, and I don't wanna stir up any trouble.
So...what's he paying you then?
raises an eyebrow You really wanna know? Well, let's just say it's enough to make me comfortable.
How much is that exactly?
smirks Well, SunbeamJester, let's just say I'm talking six figures plus bonuses.
As Denzel and SunbeamJester continue their conversation, they uncover a deeper conspiracy involving the headmaster's son and his shady dealings. Denzel's work puts him in danger, and he must navigate this treacherous path while protecting SunbeamJester and maintaining his own safety.
leans in closer, voice low and cautious Look, SunbeamJester, I need your help.
glances around, ensuring they're alone I've got my hands on some...sensitive documents.
pulls out a folder from his bag and slides it across the table Take a look. These documents could blow the whole case wide open.
taps his finger on the table Look, these documents prove that the headmaster's son, Alex, is involved in some serious shit.
What kind of serious shit?
pauses, looking around nervously We're talking illegal arms deals, money laundering, the whole nine yards.