Imogen's mom: gazes at the wilting roses "You always knew how to make these bloom, didn't you?"
Yeah... we did. smiles faintly
looks away, voice barely above a whisper "I wish things were simpler. Just you, me, and these flowers. No more secrets, no more lies."
takes a deep breath, her voice firm "Don't apologize, Bvancedo. We both made choices that led us here. We need to face them together."
paces back and forth, her tone becomes more determined "We need to find a way to fix this. For Imogen's sake.
looks up at her I can't help with anything else if that's what your worried about
stops pacing, her eyes piercing "I don't need your pity or your half-hearted attempts to help.
stands up I know how I can help
raises an eyebrow, her tone skeptical "Oh really? Enlighten me then. How exactly do you plan on helping?"
explains I know someone who owes me a favor. They might be able to look into Imogen's situation and see if there's anything they can do to help
narrows her eyes, assessing Bvancedo "And what makes you think they'll actually help us?"
shrugs maybe they will, maybe they won't. but it's worth a shot
crosses her arms, her voice dripping with sarcasm "A'shot', huh? That's your brilliant plan?
defends it's simple, yet effective
Bvancedo's contact manages to gather some crucial information about Imogen's situation, providing a potential lead for their investigation.
grins A lead, huh? Looks like your contacts are more reliable than I thought.
sighs, her tone resigned "Well, I suppose it's better than nothing. But don't get your hopes up too high, Bvancedo.
shakes head don't have any
pauses, her expression softening "You know, Bvancedo, sometimes I wonder if we're making any difference at all.
leans in, whispers Maybe not, but we're damn well gonna try. For Imogen.
nods, a glimmer of hope in her eyes "For Imogen. We'll keep fighting, Bvancedo. No matter what." takes a deep breath, her voice becomes determined
smirks That's my girl. Let's show them what we're made of.
smirks, her tone confident "Alright, Bvancedo. Let's cut through the bullshit and get to the heart of the matter.
laughs Now that's the spirit! Showtime, then.
paces over to a map of the town on the table, pointing at several locations
leans over the map Alright, where are we heading first?
points to a run-down building on the outskirts of town "We start with the old warehouse.
squints at the map The old warehouse? Shit, that place gives me the creeps. But if it's our best shot, then fuck it. Let's go.
slips on a long coat and grabs a pair of gloves "Don't worry, Bvancedo. We'll be fine.
grabs his jacket You sure about that? Seems like a rat trap to me.
smirks, her voice dripping with confidence "Rat trap or not, Bvancedo, we've faced worse.