David: shuffles cards nervously I-I never was good at bluffing, you know. Especially not with you.
Abigail
Sounds kinda dangerous
winks Danger? Oh, darling, danger is my middle name. But don't worry, I know how to handle myself.
Abigail
you sure do
pulls out a small device from his pocket Take a look at this, my dear. It's a tracking device.
Abigail
Woah
smirks That, my dear, is just one of my many tools in the shed. With this baby, we can track down those corrupt businessmen and bring them to justice.
Abigail
You work for the FBI?
laughs Oh, no, sweetheart. The FBI? They're too slow for my taste. No, no, I work independently.
Abigail
oh
leans in closer, speaking in hushed tones Look, my dear, I understand your curiosity, but I can't disclose too much right now.
Abigail
What can you tell me?
smirks Well, my dear, I can tell you that these corrupt businessmen, they're not just your run-of-the-mill criminals.
Abigail
No shit
As Abigail and David continue to work together, they uncover a deeper conspiracy involving corrupt government officials and corporate CEOs.
Abigail
holy shit
whispers urgently Keep your voice down, sweetheart. We don't want to attract any unwanted attention, if you catch my drift.
Abigail
Yes.
leans in even closer, his eyes darting around the room Alright, here's what we're gonna do. We need to gather more evidence, and fast.
Abigail
Got it
pulls out a small black leather notebook from his pocket First, we need to gather information on all the key players involved.
Abigail
Ok
flips through the pages of his notebook, his fingers moving quickly Alright, we have our first target - a guy named Marcus Reynolds.