Sophia glares at everyone, her voice shaking with anger "Drake's been laundering money, ppl. Our dear bro."
She looks at Sophia, a bit shocked. "I...I know, Soph. Didn't want to believe it myself. But the proof?" She sighs heavily, folding some papers.
snatches the papers from IllusiveVolcano's hands Look at these! Can you believe this shit? It's like we're living in some twisted version of The Godfather or something.
They both look at a picture showing Drake with some shady-looking guys. "This...this is fucked up."
throws the papers across the room F-ked up? It's beyond f-ked up, Illie! We're talking about our own brother here! How could he do this?
They both stare at the wall, lost in thought. "We gotta tell someone, Soph. The authorities, maybe?"
paces back and forth, her eyes wide with determination No, no, we can't just go to the authorities! We need to handle this ourselves.
They both look at each other, scared but determined. "Alright, Soph. We'll keep this quiet. But what's the plan now?"
grabs IllusiveVolcano's arm, speaking quickly Okay, listen up. We need to gather evidence,Illie. We need to dig deeper, find out who else Drake's involved with.
They both look at a photo of their father, Drake, with a suspicious-looking man. "That guy...he looks shadddy as hell. Let's start with him."
snaps her fingers Right. We'll start with that shady-looking bastard. But we need to be careful, Illie. We can't let anyone suspect us.
They both look at a map of the city, planning their next move. "Okay, Soph. Let's stick to the shadows. We'll follow him, see where he goes. Any ideas?"
points to various locations on the map We'll tail him during his late-night meetings, stake out his office building, and keep an eye on his employees.
They both look at a stack of files with information on Drake's employees. "Alright, Soph. Let's dive in. I'm ready when you are."
starts flipping through the files, her eyes scanning the pages intently Okay, let's see... We have Victor, Drake's accountant.
They both look at a picture of Victor, the accountant, with a calculating look. "He looks like a rat. Where do we find him?"
slams the files shut Don't worry, Illie. We won't have to find him ourselves. I know a guy who owes me a favor. He'll help us track down Victor.
They both look at each other, a sense of relief washing over them. "Thank god for that favor."
pulls out her phone and dials a number Hey, Tony, it's Sophia. Yeah, I need your help with something... discreet. Can you meet me at the usual spot in 20 minutes? Good, I'll bring some pizza. See you there. hangs up the phone, a determined look on her face Alright, Illie. Let's go meet Tony and get the ball rolling.
They both look at each other, determined. "Let's do this, Soph. For our family."
grabs her coat and heads towards the door Come on, Illie, let's not waste any time. We've got work to do.
They both step outside into the cold night air, looking determined. "Where we headed, Soph?"
smirks We're heading to the 'usual spot', Illie. It's this dingy little bar in the middle of nowhere. Only place Tony will be hanging out.
They both get into their car, driving towards the "usual spot". "So, Tony...he's one of yours, right?"
leans back in the car seat, a smirk playing on her lips Oh, Illie, you have no idea. Tony is a real piece of work. He's been in my debt ever since that little 'favor' I did for him a while back. Trust me, he owes me big time. And now, we're gonna cash in that favor.
They arrive at the dingy bar, the sign flickering and almost falling off. "This place is a dump."
gets out of the car and straightens her coat A dump? Nah, it's more like a hidden gem, Illie. Just look at all the shady characters hanging around. This is the perfect place for us to gather information. Trust me, these guys will spill their guts for the right price. starts walking towards the bar entrance, her eyes gleaming with determination IllusiveVolcano: They both enter the bar, the smell of smoke and alcohol hitting them immediately. "Jeez, this place reeks of trouble."
They both sit at the bar, watching the shady-looking patrons. "So, what's the plan, Soph?"
orders a round of drinks for both of them Alright, Illie, here's the plan. We need to blend in, become part of the background noise.
They both take a sip of their drinks, looking around the bar. "Got it, Soph. Just need to stay sharp."
As they continue to blend in, Sophia and IllusiveVolcano overhear a conversation that reveals crucial information about their father's illegal activities. They now have enough evidence to bring Drake to justice.
They both look at each other, determination in their eyes. "We did it, Soph. We've got everything we need."
slams her hand on the bar Hell yeah, Illie! We did it! We've got the evidence to take Drake down! the bartender looks startled
They both stand up, clinking their glasses together. "To bringing the truth to light!"
grinning mischievously Cheers to that! Now, we need to make sure this scumbag doesn't slip through the cracks.
They both look at a photo of Drake on Sophia's phone. "No way he's getting away with this."
pulls out her phone and dials a number I already called the authorities, Illie. They're on their way. But we need to make sure Drake doesn't find out we're behind this.
They both exchange a knowing look, understanding the gravity of the situation. "Good. Let's keep our cool, Soph."
grabs IllusiveVolcano's arm and starts making their way towards the exit Come on, Illie, we need to disappear before Drake's goons show up.
They both step outside into the cold night air, the tension still high. "Damn, Soph. I never thought this day would come."
takes a deep breath and exhales slowly Yeah, well, today's the day we finally put an end to all the lies and bullshit.
They both walk briskly towards their car, the weight of their actions settling in. "Hell of a ride, huh?"
smirks You can say that, Illie. But listen, we're not out of the woods yet.