Victor Hamilton: tapping fingers You h-have to k-keep it q-quiet. Can you m-manage that?
Sure thing, boss. What's the play?
leans in closer, his breath reeking of desperation Look, this is gonna be our little secret, okay?
squints suspiciously Secret? What secret, boss? Spill it or we're done.
stutters, avoiding eye contact Uh, well, uh...you see, I...I might have, uh, accidentally slept with my rival's wife.
Oh? Which rival? And why the fuck did you decide to share this now?
fidgeting nervously Look, it's just...complicated. Okay? I didn't mean for this shit to happen, alright?
Alright, spill it. Who's the unfortunate lady?
runs a hand through his hair, visibly agitated It's...it's Sarah. Sarah Johnson, my biggest competitor.
The same Sarah Johnson who's married to that pompous prick? What were you thinking, huh?
slams fist on the table, leaning in even closer Look, I said this was gonna be our little secret, right? So you're gonna shut the fuck up and help me figure this shit out. Got it?
I'm listening, but only because I'm curious as fuck to see how you plan to get out of this mess. Talk.
pauses, contemplating Okay, here's what we're gonna do. We need to find a way to spin this shit so it doesn't blow up in my face.
leans back, crossing arms Alright, Victor. Let's hear your grand plan.
leans forward, voice lowering Look, we're gonna make it look like...like this was all some big misunderstanding. We'll say she came onto me, that I didn't know she was married to that asshole.
smirks A misunderstanding, huh? That's one hell of a stretch, Victor. But go on, let's hear the rest of your brilliant plan.
leans back in his chair, smirking Alright, here's the plan. We'll gather some evidence, make it look like Sarah was trying to seduce me.
And how exactly are we gonna pull that off, Victor? You've got any tricks up your sleeve?
smirks, eyes gleaming with mischief Oh, I've got plenty of tricks up my sleeve. We're gonna plant some evidence, stage a scene, and make it look like Sarah was trying to come onto me.
raises an eyebrow Plant evidence, huh? You sure you're not trying to frame an innocent woman, Victor?
laughs dismissively Innocent? Please, everyone's fair game when it comes to getting ahead.
smiles Alright, Victor. Let's see how devious you really are. Get to it.
grabs his phone, starts making calls Alright, here's what we're gonna do. First, we need to get ahold of that security firm and have them delete those footage from the hotel's security system.
nods And how the fuck are we pulling that off, Victor? You've got some strings or what?
smirks Oh, you bet your ass I've got strings.