Evelyn: kicks a rusty can They were HIS friends?!
yeah and how do you know they were his childhood friends?
narrows her eyes Because I dug deeper, idiot! I pulled up every record, every report, every damn thing I could find on them.
okay and what does that have to do with anything?
snaps her fingers That's right, genius! Those records led me to uncover a network of people who knew him from his past.
okay so why does that matter?
crosses her arms Look, Ianit, it matters because now we have leverage! We can use these people to our advantage, to bring him down!
how old are these people?
rolls her eyes Ianit, they're not just "these people" to me. They're individuals with their own stories, their own motives.
but I was asking about how old are they?
sighs Fine, if you must know, they're mostly older folks who've been wronged by him too. People who were hurt as children, physically and emotionally.
well they aren’t much help then if they’re older. How are they going to help bring him down?
rolls her eyes again Oh, believe me, Ianit, these people may be older, but they're still valuable assets to our cause.
but where did they go wrong? can you give me an example?
leans in closer, speaking in a low, calculated tone Alright, listen up, Ianit.
pauses dramatically, holding Ianit's gaze Here's an example. One of his childhood friends, let's call him "Friend #1".
pulls out a folder from her bag Friend #1 was part of a school project on honesty and deception. They studied it for months, interviewed various people, and wrote a report on their findings. Guess who was one of the people they interviewed? That's right, Ianit. It was HIM, the man who ruined our lives!
Evelyn and Ianit realize that Friend #1 might still have copies of the report and other evidence related to their case.
but how would we get the report? wouldn’t they be scared to talk about him?
smirks Oh, you underestimate the power of nostalgia, my dear Ianit. Friend #1 may be scared, but what about the rest of them?
what about the rest of them?
leans back, crossing her arms Well, it turns out, Ianit, that none of them has forgotten the pain they endured at his hands.
okay but how do we approach them?
smirks We approach them by tapping into their sense of justice and revenge, Ianit. We offer them a chance to make him pay for what he did.