Nathan: Eyes narrow, fists clench W-what did you just say? You know my PIN number?
paces back and forth, suspicion growing Who the hell gave you that information? Are they looking to set me up? Did you even bother to investigate its authenticity?
stops pacing, frustration evident A secret?! How can you expect me to trust you with anything if you can't even be straight with me about something as important as this?
look, give me some time to explain…
grabs Robinson by the collar, voice low and dangerous Time? You think you have the luxury to ask for time? I want answers now, not later.
it wasn’t me who gave me that information…
tightens grip on Robinson's collar, voice dripping with anger So, you expect me to believe that someone else gave you my PIN number and you didn't bother to fact-check it?
no… that’s not what I’m saying…
throws Robinson against the wall, frustration boiling over Cut the bullshit, Robinson! I need to know who gave you that information and why.
ok, ok, calm down! goes through my phone
releases Robinson from the grip, takes a deep breath to regain composure Alright, then. Show me.
okay, look it was my girlfriend…
narrows eyes, disbelief evident Your girlfriend? Why the fuck would she have access to sensitive information about my life? And more importantly, why would she give it to you without my consent?
laughs sarcastically Oh, how convenient. Your girlfriend, who apparently hates me, is the one who gave you my PIN number.
leans in closer, voice dripping with venom Well, congratulations, Robinson. You've managed to disappoint me on yet another level.
Nathan demands that Robinson cut ties with his girlfriend, threatening to end their professional relationship if he refuses
straightens his tie, firm and unwavering Yes, Robinson. You heard me loud and clear. It's time to make a choice.
takes a step forward, towering over Robinson I'm deadly serious, Robinson. You can choose to keep this little indiscretion between us and end our working relationship, or you can continue to work with me and leave your pathetic excuse for a girlfriend out of it. The choice is yours. But let me make one thing clear: I won't tolerate betrayal, whether it's from you or anyone else.
smirks, satisfied Good. I knew you'd come to your senses. Now, let's get down to business. We have a lot to cover, and I don't have time to waste.
walks towards his desk, taking a seat Alright, Robinson. First things first, I need to know everything about your current operation.
pulls out a map and spreads it out on the desk Alright, Robinson. I want you to mark every single shipment, delivery, and transaction you've made in the past month.
taps his fingers on the map And don't you dare leave anything out. I want the full picture. Every detail, every name, every address.
pauses, eyes narrowing And one more thing, Robinson. I want you to start pulling double shifts.
leans back in his chair, a devilish grin spreading across his face Because, Robinson, we're going to take them down.
slams his fist on the table, excitement in his voice The rival gang that's been encroaching on our territory, Robinson!
stands up abruptly, clapping his hands together Alright, Robinson! No time to waste. We need to gather our best people and start strategizing.
grabs his coat and heads towards the door We'll meet in the conference room in 20 minutes. I expect everyone to be there. And Robinson, if you're late, consider yourself fired.
whips out his phone and starts dialing Joe, gather the crew. We've got some business to discuss. And make sure they're all in the conference room in 20 minutes sharp. No excuses.