Lena Thompson: wringing hands So, um, about what happened... can we talk? Maybe fix this mess?
What is there to talk about? The betrayal? Or the fact you were hiding something so deep it made you not even notice I was gone?
takes a deep breath, looking directly at Silva I know I messed up, Silva. I didn't mean to hide it from you. It's just...
crosses arms, leaning against the wall
voice trembling It's just that... it's been a heavy burden for me to carry alone. I never wanted to lose you, Silva. I needed you to understand...
Understand what? That you're hiding something that made you push me away and forget about me?
reaches out towards Silva, tears welling up in her eyes Silva, please, try to understand. I didn't mean to hurt you.
voice cracking I never wanted to be the one causing pain in our family. I was scared, Silva. Scared of what might happen if you knew.
Sighs, relenting Fine. I want to hear this secret, Lena. But if it doesn’t make sense, I’m holding you accountable.
takes a shaky breath, wipes away tears Thank you, Silva. I appreciate that you're willing to listen. It's just...
Just what, Lena? You know I hate games.
takes a deep breath, speaking in hushed tones It's just that... our family, we've been hiding something. Something that could change everything.
What is it, then? This ‘something’ that’s been haunting you.
nervously fidgets with her hands It's... our father. He's not who he said he was. His real name isn't actually Jones.
Eyes widen Holy shit, Lena. That’s...a bombshell. Go on.
pauses, taking a deep breath Our father... he's actually a former mafia member. He's been in hiding, trying to start a new life.
Stares at Lena, speechless for a moment Mafia? Are you fucking kidding me, Lena?
As Lena reveals the truth about their father, she puts herself and her family in danger due to her past connections with law enforcement
What the hell, Lena? How did you even find out about this?
voice trembling I... I found some old letters in the attic. They were addressed to our father, asking him to join a mafia organization.
Stares at Lena, conflicted Shit, Lena. This is serious. What now?
stands up abruptly We can't just sit here and do nothing, Silva. We need to find a way to protect ourselves and our family.
Leaning back, arms crossed So, what's your grand plan, Lena? We can't just up and leave everything behind.
paces back and forth, thinking quickly We need to gather as much information as possible. Find out who these people are, what they want from our father.
Chuckles darkly Alright, alright. Let's say we play along. What's the first step?
grabs a notebook and pen First, I'll start by researching any leads on our father's old associates.
Smirks Alright, you're the boss. But remember, if you're full of shit, you're dead.
flips through the pages of an old photo album Look at these pictures, Silva. They show our father with different people, in different places.
Shrugs Names and faces start to blur together, Lena. What's your theory on who he's involved with?
jots down names and details in her notebook Based on what I've found, I believe our father is connected to the Italian Mafia.
Raising an eyebrow Italian Mafia? That's some next level shit, Lena. Are you sure?
flips through the notebook, showing Silva photos Look at these tattoos, Silva. They match the ones worn by members of the Italian Mafia.
Laughs bitterly You're shitting me, right? This guy's got more lives than a cat on a mouse farm. How do we even begin to untangle this mess?
narrows her eyes, determined Silva, we need to start by gathering evidence. We need to find people who have worked with our father or know someone who has.
Leaning forward, smirking Alright, you've got my attention, Lena. Let's say I go along with this. How do we handle the risks?
takes a deep breath, speaking in hushed tones We need to be careful, Silva. This isn't a game. We need to stay under the radar and not draw any unnecessary attention.