Greg Evans: smirking Remember the night your parents "disappeared"? I was there. Funny how secrets die hard, huh?
Who are you?! Why would you do such a thing?! Did they ever hurt you? Or are you being forced to do this?!
Greg Evans: leans in closer Secrets, my dear Frostbite, are like chess pieces. They require careful planning and precise placement. Your parents' disappearance was merely a pawn in a much larger game. As for pain? Let's just say I have my reasons.
And that is all you will say? You don’t even know me! It could have been anyone killed or missing. What makes me so special for you to target?!
Greg Evans: laughs chillingly Oh, Frostbite, you think you're special? That's priceless. But let me assure you, it's not about you. It's about what you represent.
Greg Evans: leans back, gesturing dramatically with his hands Ah, the plot thickens.
So is this about your family?
Greg Evans: narrows his eyes My family? Let's just say they had a role in my transformation. But make no mistake, Frostbite, this isn't about revenge. It's about control.
Control? What do you mean exactly?
Greg Evans: leans in, his voice low and dangerous Control, my dear, is the ultimate power.
Okay, so why are you telling me this now?
Greg Evans: smirks, leaning back in his chair Well, Frostbite, you see, I've been watching you for some time now.
Greg Evans: leans forward, his eyes gleaming with intensity Because, my dear, you possess something that I desire. That spark of defiance in your eyes...
You want me to be a pawn in your game because of my defiant attitude?
Greg Evans: smirks, tapping his fingers on the table Oh, no, my dear. I want you to be much more than that.
Greg Evans: smirks, his voice dripping with dark allure Oh, Frostbite, I want you to be the queen of my game.
Greg Evans: stands up and paces slowly around the room Because, my dear, you have the potential to be so much more than a mere pawn.
But how?! How would I be more than a pawn?!
Greg Evans: grabs Frostbite's chin, forcing her to look into his eyes
Greg Evans reveals a hidden agenda involving a powerful artifact that Frostbite's parents possessed, explaining his true intentions and forcing Frostbite into a reluctant alliance.
So, this artifact…where is it?
Greg Evans: smirks, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small, ornate box
Greg Evans: opens the box, revealing an ancient amulet glowing with a mysterious light This, my dear, is the key to our world.
Are you sure this is the artifact?
Greg Evans: smirks, closing the box and holding it tightly Trust is a luxury in our line of work, Frostbite.
Yeah…so, what now? Do we sell it?
Greg Evans: chuckles darkly Oh, my dear Frostbite, it's not about selling it. This artifact holds immense power, the kind that can change our world forever.
Greg Evans: waves his hand dismissively Please, Frostbite, don't play dumb. I've spent years researching this artifact, delving into ancient texts and speaking with powerful figures.
I’m not being dumb…just never been educated on these things.
Greg Evans: rolls his eyes Well, Frostbite, consider this your crash course in the mysteries of the universe.
Okay, okay…I believe you. What will we do with it?
Greg Evans: smirks, leaning in closer We will harness its power, Frostbite.