Emmeline moves in closer to Samuel, pulls his tie slightly towards her, and whispers near to his ear. Samuel pays close attention to her words. After completing, Samuel moves over to Arthur, slipping both hands inside his coat pocket. Samuel lowers himself to the guard in front of them, who remains slumped on the ground. "Hello, sir. Do you want to play a game?" says Samuel. A little grin spreads over his face as he removes a card from his pocket and rotates it around his finger. The guard couldn't help but admire Samuel's ability. "It's easy. If you win the game, I'll give you the money," he tells the hapless guard, holding a stack of money in his hand.
The guard's face matches Samuel's when he glances at the money switch. He didn't say anything, just nodded weakly. "What the hell are you doing?" Arthur talks. He glances at Samuel and crosses his arms, upset. Samuel glances at him without saying anything and then back at the guard, leaving Arthur perplexed. "Interest? Don't worry, after this, I'll let you go, okay?" Samuel talks with a quiet voice. The guard now feels at ease with Samuel. Furthermore, the money appeals to him, so he cannot pass up the opportunity.
Polar glances at him from a distance, before returning her gaze to Emmeline, who stands next to her without saying anything. "Oh...Are you trying to ask me what I told him?" Emmeline speaks as she stares into Polar's eyes and immediately understands what she is thinking. "Grease the wheels with cash, am I right?" Emmeline chuckles joyfully. After listening to her, Polar smiles briefly before returning her gaze to the ground.
'Because cash fuels the motion of mankind.' This is the reality. Emmeline knows Samuel is adept at having safe conversations, so she plans to use Samuel to persuade the guard, who is under tight orders not to reveal anything about their company. The question is, why will they agree to play Samuel's game? The answer to this question raises another issue: why did they choose to take on such a risky job in the first place? It's because of what they'll get in return, of course. So, why don't we offer him a gift that is more valuable than what he receives every month?
She has only known Emmeline for a few days, but this is already what Emmeline has shown to her. Polar crossed her arms her face having a thoughtful expression. Her eyes darken, glances at Emmeline once again. One day, she should crush her and never let her raise her head once again. She thought. In this world, betrayal can't be from anyone but the person you trusted. When that time comes, she will give no mercy to anyone just to reach her highest goal. She will betray them someday.
"YES! "I won!" said the guard. He could not feel the agony in his body, only the bliss. Samuel chuckled and breathed gently. "Where is your workplace?" Samuel asks in his typical voice, which he employs while chatting to him while playing the game. The guard nods before ultimately telling him about the company. He shows them the workplace name under the collar, which proves he is telling the truth because the others appear to have it too.
They requested his shirt, which he readily provided to them. But life cannot be that wonderful. The guy was shot in the head before he could go anywhere else. Emmeline snatches back her handgun; fortunately, it has a silencer, so no one can hear it. They nodded to each other. Samuel and Arthur began to grab the other guards' shirts and wear them, which fit them well. They merely had to deal with the stench of the guard's perspiration from labour.
"Time to spy them," Emmeline says with a sneer. Samuel and Arthur nodded, remembering to pack their firearms in case anything occurred. Emmeline and Polar will keep an eye on them from a distance in case anything goes wrong.
Currently, they can easily pass through the building. They stroll through the area, and they are called by a few males. Samuel and Arthur exchange looks before following them."I want you to spy on someone," speaks Frank. Samuel looks at his face before letting out a giggle quietly. he clasps his hands together asking with his soft voice "Yes, is there something I may help...?"
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Mafia Vendetta: 血の誓い
Action???: " I have a question for you before entering the story. " Y/N: " What is it? " ???: " Have you ever considered your existence? " Y/N: " What...? " Their voice is very low near whisper. You can't be helped but feel heavy in your chest a little...
