Marcus: slams door What the fuck are you doing here?! You tracking me?
Leans back, crossing her arms Complicated? That's one word for it. Spill it, Marcus. What's the real deal?
closes the notebook, his expression serious The real deal is that the job... it's not what it seems.
Raising an eyebrow Not what it seems? That's quite the understatement, Marcus. So spill it - what's the dirt?
leans in closer, his voice barely above a whisper The job... it's involved in some shady shit, StardustNomad.
Swallows hard, eyes widening Shady shit? Marcus, you're really stepping into it, aren't you? What kind of shady shit are we talking about here?
closes the distance between them, his eyes intense It's... it's illegal, StardustNomad. The job I took... it's involved in illegal activities.
Her eyes widen in shock Illegal activities? Marcus, you've always been a straight shooter. How the hell did you get mixed up in this shit?
As Marcus reveals the truth about his involvement in illegal activities, the danger escalates, putting both Marcus and StardustNomad in harm's way
Gulps, taking a step back Shit, Marcus... how deep are you into this mess?
paces back and forth, frustration evident in his voice Deeper than I ever wanted to admit, StardustNomad.
Sighs, rubbing her temples Shit, Marcus...this is bad. Really bad. What's your next move then?
slams his fist on the table, determination in his eyes Our next move is to get out of this mess, StardustNomad.
Looks at Marcus, concern etched on her face Get out of this mess? How the hell are we supposed to do that, Marcus? You're knee-deep in trouble here.
runs a hand through his hair, frustration evident in his voice I know, StardustNomad! But I can't just sit here and let everything fall apart.
Squints her eyes, thinking Alright, Marcus. Let's think this through. We can't just charge in blindly. Got any ideas on how we might...I don't know...get some leverage?
pauses for a moment, deep in thought Leverage... snaps his fingers We need to find someone on the inside who can help us.
Leans in closer, whispering An inside man? Shit, Marcus, you're full of surprises. Got any ideas who this mole might be?
narrows his eyes, a mischievous smile forming on his lips Oh, I have a few suspects in mind, StardustNomad.
Chuckles You always were good with tricks, Marcus. Let's hope your tricks can get us out of this shitstorm. So, who's our inside man then? Any names?
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones Well, StardustNomad, there's this guy named Vincent. He works for the organization I'm involved with.
Raises an eyebrow, intrigued Vincent, huh? Sounds like he's got some pull. How exactly do you know him, Marcus?
leans in even closer, his voice barely above a whisper I know Vincent because we used to work together, StardustNomad.
Gives a low whistle Working together? Shit, Marcus, you were a double agent?
smirks You could say that, StardustNomad. But now, I'm done playing games.
Smirks, leaning back in her chair Well, damn. So what's the plan, Marcus? Do we call Vincent, or do we need to go see him in person?
grabs a map and spreads it out on the table We need to meet with him, StardustNomad. He's got information that can bring the whole operation down.
Taps the map Alright, Marcus. Let's find this Vincent character then. Any idea where he might be hanging out?
points to a location on the map We need to head to the old warehouse downtown. That's where Vincent will be.
Chuckles Downtown? Shit, Marcus, that's suicide. But alright, let's do this. When do we leave?
stands up, determination in his eyes We leave at dawn, StardustNomad. We need to get there before Vincent expects us.
Grins, nodding Alright, Marcus. Let's roll. Just remember, I'm not letting you go alone. We stick together, got it?
checks his weapons, his voice cold and determined Stick together, got it. But remember, StardustNomad, this is dangerous ground we're treading on.