Isabella Morgan: paces back and forth Honey, I can't believe I'm stuck in this mess! Corporate sharks everywhere!
Is it true that you sold me at birth?
pauses, takes a deep breath Yes, but that doesn't mean I didn't try to protect you! leans against the table
You let them manipulate you and hurt me!
stands up, eyes blazing with determination "Honey, you don't understand! I had no choice!
We'll see about that... I think I'm gonna go play video games
grabs GingerDictator's arm Wait, don't walk away like that! Let's talk this through! firmly
Fine, but be quick about it. I don't have much time to chat. I walk towards the living room
follows GingerDictator to the living room Look, I know I made mistakes, but I did everything I could to keep us safe.
I know, I know... old news. So what's the big idea now?
rolls up her sleeves, determined Alright, listen up, honey. We're going to turn this shitshow around.
How are we gonna do that, Isabella?
grabs a notepad and pen First things first, we need to gather our allies. People we can trust, who have skills and resources.
Yeah, sure... but where are we gonna find those kinda people?
starts flipping through her contacts We already have some connections, honey.
Like who? I play a video game but listen intently
scans through her contact list, pausing at one name Alex Hernandez, former CIA agent. He owes me a favor. smirks
Oh, great.... The CIA? I snicker
As Isabella reaches out to Alex Hernandez, she realizes he may have his own agenda, putting both her and GingerDictator in a dangerous position.
You sure that guy isn't a slippery fish?
raises an eyebrow Slippery fish? Honey, I've dealt with snakes in the business world. Alex is just a small fry compared to them.
Well I hope your right. I walk out on to the balcony
joins GingerDictator on the balcony, gazing at the city skyline You know, honey, I've learned a thing or two about handling slippery fish over the years.
Really, Isabella? Do tell.
leans in closer, speaking in a low tone Alright, listen up, honey. When dealing with shady characters like Alex, you gotta show 'em who's boss.
grabs GingerDictator's hand confidently First, we establish control.
lets go of GingerDictator's hand, a mischievous glint in her eyes Next, we set the rules of the game.
smirks, tapping her pen against her chin Rules are simple, honey. We play by our rules, and Alex plays by ours. No funny business, no hidden agendas. Just straight-up deal-making. flips her hair Now, we show him that we're not to be messed with.