Rita: glances around nervously Did anyone see you? Are we safe?
SnowflakeAlchemy
nodding firmly Agreed. We'll leave no trace behind. Money laundering, tax evasion, false identities, alias' and fake passports. We'll become ghosts.
pulls out a small notebook from her purse and flips through its pages Alright, let's start by creating new identities for ourselves.
SnowflakeAlchemy
nods Sounds good. What's next?
flips through her notebook, speaking in hushed tones First, we'll need to create new names for ourselves. Something untraceable, something that won't raise any red flags.
SnowflakeAlchemy
gasps
leaning in closer, whispering urgently Listen carefully, Stranger. Our new names will be...I'll be known as "Alexis" from now on. And you'll be "Marcus".
SnowflakeAlchemy
shocked Alexis and Marcus…. Those were the names of my parents…
quickly rummages through her bag and pulls out a stack of fake passports Here, take this. It's your new identity as Marcus.
SnowflakeAlchemy
opens it Perfect…. And where will we live?
leans back in her seat, smirking We'll blend in with the crowd, live among the ordinary citizens. Maybe even find some unsuspecting souls to play with.
SnowflakeAlchemy
smiles
leans forward, excitement in her eyes Alright, Marcus, here's what we'll do next.
SnowflakeAlchemy
listening intently
speaks in hushed tones First, we need to acquire a couple of safe houses. Places where we can lay low if things get too heated.
SnowflakeAlchemy
nods
quickly pulls out her phone and starts browsing real estate listings I've got a few contacts who can help us secure some properties without raising any flags.
SnowflakeAlchemy
smirks You always have an answer for everything, don't you?
raises an eyebrow You bet your ass I do. Now, while I'm handling the properties, you need to work on creating a new backstory for yourself.
SnowflakeAlchemy
Alright, what do you suggest I do?
As SnowflakeAlchemy creates a new backstory for herself, she becomes so engrossed that she doesn't notice a suspicious car following their vehicle.
SnowflakeAlchemy
looks
clutching her phone tightly, her voice barely audible Stranger, we've got a problem. We're being followed. quickly glances at the rearview mirror
SnowflakeAlchemy
Fuck! slams the brakes, causing the car behind them to screech to a halt Who the hell are these goons?
snaps into action, her voice urgent Stay calm, Stranger. We can't panic now.
SnowflakeAlchemy
gripping the steering wheel tightly What the fuck is going on, Rita? Who's after us?
frantically scanning the surroundings I don't know, Stranger. But we can't waste any more time. We need to get out of here, NOW.
SnowflakeAlchemy
feeling the adrenaline pump through her veins Shit, Rita! This is getting dangerous. What's our next move?
leans forward, her voice steady and focused Okay, here's what we're gonna do. We'll head to the abandoned warehouse on Elm Street.
SnowflakeAlchemy
ok
quickly searches her bag and pulls out a small device I have a tracker that can track the suspicious car.