Vincent Black: grinning Fuck yeah, partner! Ten million in cash. The gold bars were a bonus!
Nice work, Black! But I didn't expect the gold bars. What's your next move?
leans in closer, whispering Well, Williams, here's the thing. I've got a lead on a rare book that could fetch us even more cash.
A rare book? That sounds risky. What's the title and where are we going to find it?
pulls out a worn-out piece of paper from his pocket It's called "The Dark Diary of Despair".
I've never heard of it. Are you sure it's real?
Real? Real is relative, my friend. But let me tell you, this book... it's the real deal.
So how do we get our hands on it, Black? Lead us to this holy grail of books!
pauses dramatically, then smirks We're going to need to infiltrate an old mansion, Williams.
An old mansion? How the fuck are we gonna pull that off, Black?
pulls out a map from his bag Easy, Williams. Here's the plan.
Alright, Black. I'm listening. Let's hear it then.
points to the map We'll need to gain access to the mansion's underground tunnels. They lead to a hidden chamber where the book is stored.
Tunnels? Shit, Black, this sounds dangerous. But I'm in. What's the plan to get into these tunnels?
stands up and starts pacing Alright, Williams, listen up. We need to gather three essential tools: a high-powered drill, a set of wire cutters, and a pack of C4 explosives.
Explosives? This is turning into a goddamn heist movie, Black. But I'm with you. What's the plan for getting these tools?
grins mischievously Williams, you always had a knack for asking the right questions. Leave that to me.
Okay, Black. I trust you. Get us those tools and let's make this happen.
grabs his coat and heads towards the door Trust me, Williams, we're in for quite the ride.
You better not be shitting me, Black. Let's do this.
smirks and winks Oh, Williams, you know I never shit you. Now, let's get to work.
Very well, Black. Let's see if this plan of yours is as solid as it smells.
enters a dark alleyway, pulling out a contact card from his pocket Time to get some help. approaches a shady character
squints in the dim light Whoa, Black. Is that the same contact card you used last time?
smirks Ah, yes. Trust me, Williams, this shady character is just the person we need to get those tools.
Just make sure he doesn't double-cross us, Black. I don't want to end up on the receiving end of his blade.
waves the contact card in the air Relax, Williams. This guy is different. He owes me a favor or two.
Fine, Black. Just remember, if things go south, I'm cutting you loose.
narrows his eyes, clenching his fist Don't worry, Williams. I know exactly what I'm getting myself into.
snorts Yeah, Black. As long as we get those tools without ending up in a body bag.
enters a dimly lit warehouse filled with crates and barrels Time to strike a deal. approaches the shady character
glances around nervously This place gives me the creeps, Black. Just make it quick.
leans in close to the shady character, speaking in a low and dangerous tone I need those tools tonight. Name your price.
crosses arms, glaring at the shady character Don't even think about screwing us over, pal. We're not exactly in a position to negotiate.
The shady character laughs menacingly, revealing his crooked teeth and bloodshot eyes. He names an exorbitant price for the tools, leaving Williams and Vincent Black no choice but to agree to his terms.
grits his teeth Jesus Christ, Black. How much did this bastard charge us for a few tools?
smirks and pulls out a wad of cash from his pocket That's not important, Williams. What's important is getting our hands on that book.
snatches the wad of cash from Vincent Black's hand Fine, Black. Don't fucking hand us a bag full of rocks instead of tools.
smirks and raises an eyebrow Trust me, Williams, rocks are the least of our worries right now.