Chapter 4: First order !

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In the bedroom:

Elias: Hey, guess what!

Jan: What?

Elias: Sike!

Jan: Fuck you...

Elias: No, but seriously, I've been thinking.

Jan: About what?

Elias: You're the only one with a living ex.

Jan: What's your point?

Elias: I mean, if we do a little stab stab, we'll have another portion.

Jan: That's not possible... Tom is still with her.

Elias: So what? He doesn't have to know?

Jan: I like your way of thinking, but if Tom catches us, we all go to jail, old sport...

Elias: Well, Dave, you're right, but it's like in Vegas, no risk no fun...

Jan: I will think about it, old sport...

Elias: Do that, Dave...

Jan: Good night, old sport...

Elias: Good night, Dave...

The next day:

Tom: We have our first job!!!

Jan: Stop yelling, I'm not deaf. Jan gets out of bed and goes to Tom in the study.

Jan: So, show me. Bachmut Alie... Wait... No way! Josh, come here and look at this!

Joshua: Okay, I'm coming. No way! That's the Talahon we beat up yesterday!!! Jan: Exactly!!! You're right! That's why I wanted you to see. Seems like you'll have to get to work, Tom. When we meet to exchange information, he leaves immediately.

Tom: Fuck...

Elias: It'll be alright, I'll be there too. I'll just take the cloth and it'll be fine!

Tom: This is going to be fun... Tom and Elias head to Strecktahl parc...

Elias: Look, over there on the swing, there's someone who looks exactly like who we're looking for...

Tom: Yeah, I see him. What do we do now? I mean, how do we approach him?

Elias: Just normally, we're not like them...

Tom: Right, we're even worse...

Elias: Why so pessimistic... Here, I'll tell you a joke. A horse walks into a bar, the bartender asks, why the long face?

Tom: ...

Elias: No sense of humor... Come on... let's talk to him...

Elias approaches the Talerhon and shakes his hand...

Elias: So you want to get rid of your ex?

Talerhon: Yes, Habibi! That bitch will pay...

Elias: Then tell me what happened first, then we'll talk further.

Talerhon: My first relationship was ended by my ex exactly one year in, without any reason, at the end of a date at my house. Yallah, it was hard to move on, but I wanted to be normal again, like before... Those were good times, riding around on e-scooters beating up little kids. I tried to ride again, but I couldn't... Every time I thought of Shaklyn, how we rode together. Two days later I thought Allah had blessed me and I'd moved on, but almost two months later I still feel the aftereffects. I'm making progress, but about three days ago I realized I might have contributed to our breakup. I think I'm paranoid. I automatically don't trust people anymore because I'm afraid of getting hurt. (Exactly one year, I mean on our first anniversary). I recently saw her with another guy and that was too much. I want that slut to die!!!

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