Jacquelyn, visibly shaken, whispers with a coarse edge to her voice.
nervously glancing around Shit, shit, shit! Are you gonna leave me here alone? What the fuck is going on? Who the hell are you?
Me not leaving you. I don’t know who you are but my dad doesn’t kill women. Where did you come from?
frantically pacing back and forth How do you know your dad doesn't kill women? Are you fucking kidding me? I was about to be murdered!
I don’t know why he only kills men but he told me I would know soon enough what he wanted me to know
runs her fingers through her hair, visibly frustrated Ugh, this is all just so... so fucked up! Fine, whatever, enlighten me then!
What were you doing to get yourself kidnapped?
rolls her eyes Oh, yeah, 'cause I totally asked to be kidnapped, right?
Did someone hire you or something?
snaps her fingers That's it, you piece of shit! Someone hired me to infiltrate this fucking gang.
grabs Astarc's collar, glaring into his eyes You wanna know who hired me? Well, I'm not gonna spill any names, you prick.
I lean forward, whispering My dad has spies everywhere. He’s not the kind of person you want to fuck with. Do you really think you can keep something from him?
releases Astarc's collar and takes a step back, smirking Look, you may be all high and mighty, but I'm not afraid of your dad.
Really? Then how do you plan on keeping your identity a secret?
As Astarc continues to interrogate Jacquelyn, he uncovers a deeper conspiracy involving her true mission and the organization she is working for.
So your identity is not your concern anymore?
raises an eyebrow, smirking My identity isn't my concern anymore because I've been given a second chance at life.
smirks, leaning in closer to Astarc Second chance from the scariest fucker I've ever seen.
Scary enough to take down your whole organization?
laughs sarcastically Organization? Please, this shitshow is barely held together by duct tape and wishful thinking.
Well I’m sure your organization is very duct tape and wishful thinking. Did this scary person give you a second chance because they thought you were special?
crosses her arms, smirking Special? Nah, I'm not special. Just lucky, I guess. But hey, luck can work in my favor sometimes.
Sure it can. Or it can lead you right back to where you started. Didn’t your organization send you here to find someone?
raises an eyebrow, intrigued They sent me here to find someone, but I have a feeling you already know who that someone is.
leans in closer, whispering Found them? Hell no, I haven't found them yet.
rolls her eyes Ugh, you wanna know why? Because it's not that fucking simple! There are layers upon layers of deception, secrets, and traps.
Do you have any leads though?
sighs heavily Leads? I've got a million fucking leads, but each one turns into a goddamn dead end. It's like navigating a maze, except the maze keeps changing shape.
Dead ends? How many of those have you encountered?
throws her hands up in exasperation Can you believe it? I've encountered so many fucking dead ends, I've lost count!
pauses, thinking Alright, listen up, you nosy bastard. I've encountered... starts counting on her fingers
snaps her fingers Okay, okay, stay calm. So, let's see... I've encountered like... twenty... no, thirty... craphole!
Thirty dead ends. And you’re still looking for this mystery person?
throws a pen at Astarc Damn straight I'm still looking!