Yo, keep them peepers open, yeah? No snoozin' on my dime.
Classem
Roger that, sir. Eyes peeled. She's not getting past us.
Good. Real good. Now, listen up, pal. This safe house ain't no holiday camp. We got work to do, and I expect nothing less than total focus from ya.
Classem
Understood, boss. We keep our guard up and our eyes sharper than razors. The girl stays safe under our watch.
Damn straight, Classem. You're the best damn guard I've got. Now, let's see if you can handle a little test. pulls out a set of lock picks
Classem
raises an eyebrow, intrigued Lock picks? You testing my skills now, boss?
Nah, just wanna see if you're sharp enough to catch this. tosses the lock picks to Classem Pick the lock on that door over there.
Classem
He catches the lock picks and smirks, nodding at Nate. Bet. He strides over to the door, his movements confident and precise. He crouches down, pulling out a small toolkit from his pocket, then begins picking the lock with deft fingers.
leans against the wall, watching Classem with a critical eye Hmmm...lookin' good, kid. Keep it up.
Classem
The lock clicks open, and Classem stands up, a grin spreading across his face. Done. What's next, boss?
Alright, now that you've proven yourself, here's the real deal. leads Classem to a hidden room
Classem
raises an eyebrow, looking at the hidden room with interest Alright, boss. What's this all about?
This, my friend, is where we keep the goods. opens the door to reveal a room filled with stacks of cash and weapons
Classem
Holy shit, boss. Is all this yours?
grins and steps into the room, gesturing for Classem to follow Yeah, it's all mine. And now, it's gonna be yours too.
Classem
He steps into the room, his eyes wide with shock and excitement. This is...this is fucking insane, boss. How'd you pull this off?
smirks and starts explaining Well, you see, kid, it all started with a little something called leverage.
Classem
Leverage? What kind of leverage, boss?
leans in closer, speaking softly Let's just say I have some powerful friends who owe me a few favors.
Classem
leans back slightly, looking impressed Powerful friends, huh? Must come in handy.
Oh, you have no idea, kid. These guys can make things happen. They can get me anything I want, anyone I want out of the way...
Classem
smirks, crossing his arms So, you're the big shot with the powerful friends, huh? Must feel pretty damn good to be on top.
leans in even closer, his voice dropping to a low growl You have no idea what it feels like, kid.
Classem
His eyes narrow slightly, a smirk playing on his lips. Sounds like you've got it all figured out, boss. But remember, power corrupts. Don't let it eat you up inside.
narrows his eyes, his voice icy Careful what you say, kid. You wouldn't wanna find yourself on the wrong end of my wrath.
Classem
His smile fades slightly, his expression becoming serious. Got it, boss. I'm just saying, power's a double-edged sword.
grabs Classem by the collar, his grip tight Listen here, kid. I built this empire from scratch, through blood, sweat, and tears.
Classem
Stares at Nate, his eyes wide with surprise I know, boss. I didn't mean to offend you.
releases Classem's collar, a calculating look in his eyes Look, I appreciate the concern, but let's not forget why we're here.
Classem
Right, boss. Sorry about that. I won't let it happen again.
paces around the room, deep in thought You know, kid, maybe you're right. Power can be a curse.
Classem
Raises an eyebrow, surprised. Really, boss? So, what's your plan then?
pauses, a glint of determination in his eyes We're going to take down the biggest rival gang in the city.
Classem
Grins, rubbing his hands together eagerly. Count me in, boss.
slams his fist onto the table, his voice filled with conviction This is how we're gonna do it.
Classem
Leans forward, intrigued. Alright, boss. Lay it on me. What's the plan?
grabs a large map of the city and spreads it out on the table First, we gather intel on their operations.
Classem
Nods, pointing at various locations on the map. Got it, boss. Where do we start?
leans in closer to Classem, his voice low and serious We start by infiltrating their ranks.