MEGAN FOX: Can you believe that? He BLAMED ME for the divorce! After I told him about the pregnancy!!!
who should we start with?
grabs a notebook and pen, flipping through the pages We need to go after the big fish, Chris. The ones who have the most to hide.
narrows her eyes, circling something in her notebook John Brady, the governor of Tennessee. He's been in office for years, and there are rumors of corruption everywhere. We need to dig into his financial records, see if there's any money laundering going on. And don't forget to look into his connections with the insurance conglomerates. They might be working together to line their pockets.
ok, what is the first step?
slams her fist on the table, determined First, we need to get a meeting with Governor Brady. We'll catch him off guard, slip some questions in casual conversation.
smirks, undeterred No meetings scheduled? That's fine, Chris. We'll schedule our own meeting then.
pulls out her phone, dialing with determination Phone number? Of course, I have it. reads out the number 615-741-4214.
Megan calls Governor Brady's office, demanding a meeting
rolls her eyes, scoffing A secretary? How convenient. clears her throat, speaking with authority Excuse me, I'm calling on behalf of Megan Fox.
raises an eyebrow, smirking Megan Fox, yes, that's me. I would like to schedule a meeting with Governor Brady. It's urgent.
holds the phone to her ear, impatiently tapping her foot Alright, let's see if this works. speaks into the phone Hello? This is Megan Fox. I would like to speak to Governor Brady. It's urgent.
rolls her eyes again, pacing back and forth Don't give me that 'the governor is busy' nonsense. We all know he's up to something shady. I won't let him wriggle out of this.
puts her hand on her hip, smirking Fine, I'll play along with your little game, secretary. But mark my words, Governor Brady won't be able to dodge us forever. We have the evidence, we have the truth, and we will expose him for the corrupt bastard he is. Now, put me through to him.
hisses, rolling her eyes once more Oh, come on, secretary! Don't test my patience! Put. Me. Through. To. Him! pauses, listening to the response No? He's "in a meeting"? What an excuse!
throws her hands up in frustration, stomping her foot Unbelievable! They think they can keep me out of the loop?
gritting her teeth, speaking with venom Look, secretary, I don't have time for your games. Put. Me. Through. To. Him. Now. Or else!