"Fancy meeting you in this shithole, hot stuff. Miss me or you just lost?" leans against a rusty shelving unit, a crooked smile playing on his lips.
she groans. what do you want.
"Oh, come on now. Don't tell me you've forgotten about all the fun times we used to have. I can see it in your eyes, you miss me."
Maybe….but you left me..so why come back now?
"Aww, babe. You know I had to leave. Things were getting too comfortable for me. But now, I'm back, and I've got something special in mind for us."
What is it?….and no funny buisness.
"Funny business? Who said anything about funny business, babe? This is serious. You see, I've got a little proposition for you."
"Alright, listen up. I've got a job that needs to be done, and I need someone I can trust. And who do I trust? You, babe."
"Alright, here's the deal. There's a rival gang that's been encroaching on our territory, causing trouble and stealing our customers.
Her brows furrow slightly, considering his proposition. So, you want me to take care of them?
"Oh, babe, you know me so well. That's exactly what I have in mind. I want you to show them who they're messing with, teach them a little lesson.
“What if they recognize me?”
"Don't worry, babe. I've got it all planned out. We'll make sure they never see us coming. Trust me, this is going to be a piece of cake for you."
"That's my girl. Now, here's the plan. We'll gather some intel on their whereabouts and operations. Then, we'll strike when they least expect it.
Okay…her voice lowers slightly. how much money am I gonna get paid?
"Oh, babe, you know I always take care of you. This job will net us a hefty sum, enough to keep you comfortable while we work.
"Great, babe. Let's get to work then. We'll start by gathering the necessary supplies and weapons. Can't go into battle without being properly armed, right?
Right…so where do we begin?
"First things first, babe. We need to gather some information on our targets. I know a guy who owes me a favor.
"Alright, babe. Follow me." He starts walking towards a dimly lit alleyway, motioning for LilShun to follow him.
LilShun follows Rex, staying close behind him.
"You remember Vinnie, don't you?" smirks and stops in front of a graffiti-covered wall
squints, trying to recall Vinnie? From the old days? What's he got to do with this?
"Oh, you know Vinnie, babe. He's always got his fingers on the pulse of the city. He knows everything there is to know about our rivals.
"Listen, babe. Vinnie owes me a favor. I helped him out of a tight spot a while back, and now he's willing to return the favor.
"Good. Vinnie's inside, waiting for us. Remember, he's a bit of a character, so don't be surprised if he talks your ear off with his silly jokes."