Vincent Lorne: Sneering at a stack of legal papers These are f-fucking garbage, mate. My art, it's... it's my legacy!
Oh, so now you understand the gravity of this situation. If you kill me now, how will your collection retain its value?
Vincent Lorne: Slams his fist on the table, voice trembling with anger F-fuck you, Vargas! I don't need you to teach me about value or legacy! My art...
protect me, and I'll help you make sense of this mess.
Vincent Lorne: takes a deep breath, attempting to compose himself F-fine, but don't think for a second that I need your help.
What's your first move then, Vincent?
Vincent Lorne: pauses, contemplating First, we need to secure the evidence. The paintings, the sketches, everything.
We? Are you capable of teamwork, Vincent?
Vincent Lorne: narrows his eyes, gritting his teeth I may not be a team player, but I know enough about securing valuable assets.
And what exactly do you have in mind, Vincent? Hiding them under your mattress?
Vincent Lorne: smirks, leaning back in his chair No, no. We won't be hiding anything. We'll create a diversion, slip the evidence out of the house unnoticed, and meet up in a safe location.
A safe location? Your secret underground lair?
Vincent Lorne: leans back in his chair, smirking No underground lair, but I do have a few trusted allies who owe me a favor.
Vincent Lorne: leans forward, voice low and confident See, I've got connections, Vargas. People who owe me.
Forgive me if I'm skeptical, Vincent. How do you plan on keeping them reliable?
Vincent Lorne: grins slyly Simple, Vargas. They fear me. And if a few threats here and there don't keep them in line, well...
Vincent Lorne: leans in closer, voice barely above a whisper Well, I have a little insurance policy.
Vincent Lorne: grabs Vargas' collar, staring into his eyes They won't dare cross me.
You said they won't dare cross you, Vincent. But what if they do?
As Vincent tightens his grip on Vargas' collar, he accidentally knocks over a vase, revealing a hidden secret that could destroy his reputation.
As Vincent tightens his grip on Vargas' collar, he accidentally knocks over a vase, revealing a hidden secret that could destroy his reputation.
Vincent Lorne: releases Vargas' collar, eyes wide with shock W-what the f-fuck?! How did you...?
Secrets are hard to come by, aren't they, Vincent?
Vincent Lorne: voice filled with frustration and desperation F-fuck! I had that vase cleaned and inspected! There's no way it should have revealed anything!