leans against the slot machine, a sly grin spreading across his face. "Thought you'd outrun me, huh? No chance, kiddo."
rolls his eyes Oh, just thought you could hide from me in the casino, didn't ya? snickers You really think you can outrun me?
I don’t have anything on me
steps closer, towering over Flaship You think you can sweet-talk your way outta this, huh? smirks Well, I gotta say, kiddo, you're in over your head.
I’m not trying to sweet talk my way out of anything I just don’t have anything on me
narrows his eyes, leaning in closer You think you can play dumb, huh? chuckles Well, let's see how long you can keep up this little charade.
grabs Flaship by the collar, pulling them close Oh, it's definitely not a charade, sweetheart.
tightens his grip on Flaship's collar, his voice dripping with menace Whimpering won't save you this time, darlin'. You've got something that belongs to me, and I'm not letting it go.
snatches the paper from Flaship, quickly scanning it Heh, so you've been hiding this from me, huh? smirks Well, now it's time to settle the score.
releases Flaship's collar and takes a step back, his expression darkening You wanna know why, huh?
Marcanné reveals that the paper Flaship thought was worthless is actually a crucial piece of evidence in a dangerous investigation
narrows his eyes, his tone firm You think you can just waltz in here and hide from me? snorts You're tangled up in some serious shit, kid.
no one is gonna kill me over a file
leans in close, his voice low and dangerous This ain't just any file, sweetheart. It's a bombshell that could blow the whole damn investigation wide open.
grabs Flaship by the arm and pulls them towards the exit Alright, come on, we need to get outta here before things spiral out of control.
leans in close, his voice urgent We're gonna find a safe spot to lay low, kid. Can't stay here, not with everyone on high alert.
whisking Flaship away, his grip tight and determined Look, kid, I've gotta ask, who did you get this file from?
I tell him the man who gave it to me
narrows his eyes, his voice filled with urgency Alright, we need to find this guy, fast. He's got a lot of explaining to do.
sighs, his grip on Flaship's arm loosening Look, kid, this file... it's got all the dirt on a high-ranking official.
quickly glances around, his voice low and urgent This official, he's involved in some deep shit, drugs, money laundering, the works.
gives Flaship a quick once-over, his tone direct Look, kid, we need to find this official before he finds us. checks his watch
rolls his eyes, his tone impatient Don't worry about my name, sweetheart. Just stick with me and keep your head down.
but if I don’t know your name how are we going to run away
Marcanné reluctantly reveals his name to Flaship, knowing it's a risk but needing their cooperation
pauses, his gaze hardening Fine, you asked for it. My name's Marcanné. Now let's focus on getting out of here, got it?
pulls Flaship along, weaving through the crowded casino, his eyes constantly scanning for any signs of danger Keep moving, kid.
catches sight of two burly men approaching Shit, they're onto us! grabs Flaship's hand and pulls them into a hidden alcove