Nathan: Eyes wide, sweat beading Boss! They’re taking everything, man! What do we do, huh? What do we do?!
Nathan stands up, determination in his eyes. Boss, we need to act fast. We gotta get this message out to all the other crews.
Silva takes the phone and starts calling everyone that they know in the coast
Nathan opens up his phone, searching for any contact information for local authorities or marine patrol. Boss, we need to alert the authorities as well.
Silva calls everyone that they know
Nathan dials a number. Hey, this is Nathan Jones, we need to talk. He leans in close to Silva, whispering urgently. Boss, we need to gather as much information as possible. Take notes, ask questions...we need to bring these bastards down. Survivor: Trembling They...they took my daughter...I couldn't protect her... He breaks down into sobs.
Silva feels bad Fuck em all....
Nathan clenches his fists, his voice filled with rage. Boss, these motherfuckers think they can just terrorize our waters without consequences?
Silva gets up and walks to the edge of the boat
Nathan follows Silva to the edge of the boat, his eyes burning with anger. Boss, these scumbags think they can just do whatever they want?
Silva stands on the edge of the boat looking at the water
Nathan turns to the survivor, his voice filled with determination. Hey, listen up. You're gonna tell me exactly how these Red Vipers operate.
Nathan grabs the survivor by the collar, his voice low and dangerous. Look here, you little shit. We need every detail about these Red Vipers. Who's their leader? Where's their hideout? What the fuck is their plan? If you don't start talking, I'm gonna throw your sorry ass overboard.
Silva grabs the survivor and picks him up
Nathan smirks as he sees Silva lifting the survivor. Well, looks like someone's taking matters into their own hands. Boss, maybe a little intimidation will get him to cooperate.
Silva carries the survivor to the captain's quarters
Nathan follows Silva to the captain's quarters, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. Boss, let's make sure this little rat knows who he's messing with.
Silva tosses him on the floor and sets the survivor's arms in place
Nathan grins wickedly, his voice dripping with menace. Boss, I think I can handle things from here. He pulls out a small device from his pocket. Let's see if this little threat will get him talking. He presses a button on the device. Now, how about you start talking, buddy?
Silva nods and steps back
Nathan's voice is calm and cold. Just cooperate, and we might just let you live. He presses the device again, sending another warning signal. How about now? Survivor: Trembling O-okay...okay...I'll talk...
Nathan smirks, leaning in closer to the survivor. Good boy, now start talking. Who's the leader of this Red Viper gang? Survivor: Fearful The Captain...he goes by the name Victor. He's got a scar across his face...a devilish look.
Nathan's eyes light up with determination. Boss, we're going to pay that bastard Victor a little visit. He pulls out a map and spreads it out on the table.
Silva gets up and leaves the room
Nathan begins plotting their course, his finger moving swiftly across the map. Boss, we're setting sail for Victor's hideout.
Nathan's eyes light up as he sees the approaching ship. Boss, looks like our ride is here. He grabs his gear and starts preparing for departure.
Silva gets into a fighting stance
Nathan gives Silva a thumbs up before jumping onto the other ship. His eyes gleam with excitement as he takes in the sight of the unfamiliar vessel. Boss, buckle up.