Randall: leans back in chair, smirking Well, well, you see the offer? Ten grand for a night, huh?
Rivals? You mean the people I care about?
Randall: leans in closer, his voice dripping with venom People you care about? Sweetheart, you should be focusing on yourself, not those losers.
Losers? Is that what you call them?
Randall: laughs coldly Losers? They're far worse than losers, sweetheart. They're obstacles in your path to success.
Obstacles? scoffs Fine, Randall. Give me the damn folder. But remember…I’m not doing this for anyone but myself.
Randall: smirks, passing the folder to LemonadeMelancholy Excellent, sweetheart. That's the spirit. Now, let's discuss our first target.
First target? she says, flipping through the folder What makes you think I’ll go along with this?
Randall: leans back in his chair, crossing his arms Sweetheart, I don't care what makes you think you'll go along with this.
Then why the fuck should I?
Randall: grabs LemonadeMelancholy's hand aggressively Because I'm offering you a chance to rewrite your fate, sweetheart.
Rewrite my fate? That’s rich coming from you. she snatches the folder back Fine. Who’s first on this little list of mine?
Randall: smirks, leaning forward Ah, sweetheart, you're finally catching on. Our first target is someone very close to you. Someone who's been holding you back.
Very close? Holding me back? she goes silent, thinking Who is it, Randall? Don’t play games with me.
Randall: smirks, enjoying the tension Sweetheart, it's someone you thought you could trust. Someone who betrayed you and held you back.
Betrayed me? she looks pissed Alright, Randall. I’m in. Where do we start?
Randall: stands up and walks towards the door Start by gathering information. Find out everything you can about our target.
Everything? How the hell am I supposed to do that alone?
Randall: smirks, turning around to face LemonadeMelancholy Don't worry, sweetheart. You won't be alone in this. I'll provide you with a team of experts who will assist you every step of the way.
A team of experts? she raises an eyebrow How generous of you, Randall. Where do I meet them?
Randall: pulls out his phone and dials a number Meeting adjourned. hands LemonadeMelancholy a burner phone This is your connection to our team.
Burner phone? Seriously? she takes it And who am I supposed to contact first?
Randall: smirks, leaning in closer You start by contacting "The Shadow," our team's leader. He'll guide you through the process and assign you your personal crew.
The Shadow? Sounds like a real piece of work. Where do I find him?
Randall: chuckles Oh, sweetheart, The Shadow is already watching you. He knows your every move.
Watching me? Shit! she looks around the room, paranoid Well, I guess I better play my part then. Where do I go?
Randall: smirks, pulling out a small envelope from his pocket Inside this envelope is the location and meeting time with The Shadow.