Why you lookin' all shook up, hun? Plans fallin' apart?
Nah, sweetheart, I don't wanna jump on the bed tonight. You're like a damn roller coaster, emotions swingin' everywhere.
Just you wait until I tell you what is going on. Then you will know why.
Lay it on me, hun. I ain't no emotional detective.
Something happened this morning. I'm still trying to figure out the damage.
Alright, spill it. Don't leave me hangin' here like a thirsty cat in a dog-eat-dog world. What's the goddamn problem?
There was an intruder at my house.
Jesus Christ, are you alright? Did this intruder lay hands on you? shoots up from the couch, heart pounding
No. It's worse than that. They have all of my assets. My ID, passport, everything. Even this! showing the ring
Holy shit, you serious? That's some bullshit, UnicornGarden. You sure you didn't get set up?
I'm sure. And now I can't work or get into my bank account without it. Plus there was a note.
A note, huh? Let's see it, then. extends her hand, demanding the note And by the way, we need to call the goddamn cops.
We can't. At least not yet. The note says "In order to find me you should visit someone very close to you."
slams fist on the table Are you fucking kidding me? We're gonna sit around and wait for the fucking cops to find you while this mysterious bastard is out there like a goddamn shadow in the night?
We don't have a choice. The note said that if I try to find them on my own they will kill me.
Jesus H. Christ, UnicornGarden! We gotta get you some goddamn protection. grabs phone, dials 911 Don't you dare sit on your ass and do nothing!
Thank you. I'll take whatever help you can give me.
hangs up the phone, pacing back and forth Alright, listen up, UnicornGarden. We ain't gonna sit around and twiddle our thumbs.
Yeah. We need to go to the bank. Maybe they can help.
snorts The bank? Like they're gonna be any damn use. We need to get you some real protection, sweetheart.
pauses dramatically, eyes gleaming Alright, listen up, darling. We need to get you a goddamn bodyguard. Someone badass, someone who knows how to handle these fuckers.
Agreed. Do you know anyone who can help us?
Damn straight I know someone who can help us, UnicornGarden. You remember Nick "The Knife" Giannini, right?
I don't really remember. Who is he?
Veronica arranges a meeting with Nick "The Knife" Giannini, a notorious underground figure known for his ruthless tactics and connections in the criminal underworld.
So, Nick "The Knife" Giannini, huh? You think he can really help us?
smirks Oh, sweetheart, you best believe that Nick "The Knife" Giannini can help us. He's the real deal, the crème de la crème of bad news.