Mr. Sterling: Look alive! We're not here for the blackjack, we're here for answers! I smell a rat!
snarls The problem? It's called a "fucking scandal!" Someone's blowing our cover! I need to find out who's behind this before it blows up in our faces!
Pearson sees a text message coming from his mother
snatches the phone from Pearson What the hell is this? Who the fuck is 'Mom'? Are we running some kind of fucking daycare service here?
rolls his eyes dramatically Oh, it's a heartfelt message from your dear mother, filled with love and longing. Can't you feel the warmth?
son I just wanted to let u know that ur father passed away recently. He was a good man. He loved u very much. I’m so sorry u didn’t get to spend more time together :(
throws the phone across the room Are you fucking kidding me? Your father? You mean the guy who owed me a fucking favor? So now I gotta comfort you too?
ok I’m done mourning and ready to work now
narrows his eyes About time, kid. But listen up, this job ain't for the weak-hearted.
Alright then, listen up! First things first, we gotta find out who's behind this scandal. I want names, addresses, the whole goddamn nine yards.
but first can I get my monthly child support cheque?
grabs Pearson by the collar Child support? You think I got time for that shit? Listen, kid, you want a paycheck, you earn it.
Good! Now let's get down to business. We'll start by questioning our informants. checks his watch We've got exactly 48 hours.
During their investigation, Pearson and Mr. Sterling uncover a web of deceit involving an old rival, former associate, and personal vendetta. They must navigate through layers of betrayal to protect their reputation and safety.
what are we going to do now boss man?
paces back and forth, deep in thought We need to gather all the evidence we can find. Track down every lead, no matter how small.
pauses, smirking Why you, kid? Well, let's just say you owe me a favor or two. Plus, you're good at this spy shit.
sighs heavily Look, kid, I've seen enough screw-ups to last a lifetime. But you've got potential.
points a finger at Pearson No "thank yous" necessary, kid. Just get to work! We've got a fucking storm brewing here.
but first can I get my lunch?
rolls his eyes Lunch? Kid, we don't have time for your stomach's whims. We've got a crisis to avert! But hey, if you insist...
no I don’t insist. let’s get back to work
smirks That's the spirit, kid! Now, let's dive into our investigation. We'll start by tracing our old rival's movements.
wait can I see the information?
rolls his eyes again Fine, fine, give me a second. pulls out a folder and tosses it to Pearson There you go, kid.
thanks looks through the file
grabs his phone and starts making calls Alright, let's get our team on alert. We need eyes and ears on our target 24/7.
rolls his eyes once again Kid, you're the best at what you do. You're good at blending in, at gathering information discreetly.
As Pearson delves deeper into the investigation, he discovers a shocking truth about his past that threatens to unravel everything he thought he knew.