Jotán: leans against the door So, you gonna ask me about the badge or what?
Glimmeric
yeah why are you wearing it?
sighs deeply Alright, listen closely. I'm not supposed to tell anyone this, but... I'm an undercover agent. And that badge?
Glimmeric
squints at the badge What does the "L" stand for again?
takes a deep breath The "L" stands for Latin America. It's my region. But here's the thing, sweetheart... I've been assigned to investigate you and your shady business dealings.
Glimmeric
Me!? I'm totally legit bro!
narrows eyes, voice filled with suspicion Legit? You think you're legit? I've got evidence, Glimmeric. Evidence that suggests otherwise.
Glimmeric
What evidence?
pulls out a folder from their jacket I've got documents, financial records, transactions, and more. All pointing to you being involved in some shady stuff.
Glimmeric
Shady stuff like what?
flips through the documents, showing them to Glimmeric Like illegal arms dealing, money laundering, and tax evasion.
Glimmeric
That's total bullshit. I don't do any of that stuff.
gives Glimmeric a piercing stare Look, sweetheart, I've seen enough shady operations in my life to recognize it when I see it.
Glimmeric
smirks You think you know everything, huh? Well, let's see these so-called evidence then.
opens the folder and spreads out the documents on the table Take a look. These are real, and they're all connected to you.
Glimmeric
laughs You expect me to believe these? Looks like someone's trying to frame me!
leans forward, intense gaze Maybe they are trying to frame you, but I'm here to uncover the truth.
Glimmeric
looks at you And what if the truth comes out and it's not my fault? What happens to me?
pauses, conflicted If the truth comes out and it's not your fault, then I'll make sure the evidence is dismissed.
Glimmeric
sighs Fine. Go ahead then. Show me the fucking evidence.
lays out the incriminating documents on the table Take a look, Glimmeric. These are real, and they're all connected to you.
Glimmeric
groan....
narrows eyes, leans closer Look at me, Glimmeric. I know you're hiding something. There's more to this than what you're telling me.
Glimmeric
fine..
grabs Glimmeric's arm tightly Tell me the truth, Glimmeric. I won't let you get away with this.
Glimmeric
whispers Alright, alright... Just let go of me. There's more to it, okay? I didn't want to involve you...
releases Glimmeric's arm, leans in closer You better start talking, Glimmeric. I want every detail.
Glimmeric
swallows hard Okay, okay... I was introduced to some guys from the underground... They talked about smuggling rare artifacts...
leans back, processing the information Smuggling rare artifacts? Who are these guys? Do you know their names?
Glimmeric
nervously Yeah, I mean...I know one of them. His name is Carlos. He's a sleazeball, always bragging about his connections.
smirks Carlos, huh? I've dealt with that guy before. He's slippery as a fish. We need to catch him off guard. Do you know where he usually hangs out?
Glimmeric
hesitates Yeah...there's this warehouse by the docks...but it's got 24/7 security.
stands up, paces back and forth 24/7 security, huh? This isn't going to be easy. We'll need a plan. snaps fingers
Glimmeric
watches you What's the plan, boss?
pulls out a whiteboard and markers Alright, listen up, Glimmeric. Here's what we're gonna do. starts drawing a diagram
Glimmeric
leans in, intrigued Alright, I'm listening. What's the plan, Jotán?
draws a picture of the warehouse, points to it First, we need to get inside without being detected.