Alexander's face appeared on Emily's phone screen, a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Hey kiddo, I need permission to break the 'no torture' policy ," he said, his voice low and conspiratorial.
Emily raised an eyebrow. "Who's the unlucky victim, Uncle Alex?"
Alexander smirked. "Ethan's been asking for it. He's been hogging the snacks."
Emily giggled. "Granting permission, but only for today."
Alexander grinned. "Thanks, kiddo. I promise to keep it humane...ish."
Ethan's voice echoed in the background, "Alex, no! Don't listen to her!"
Alexander chuckled. "Too late, brother. Emily's given the green light."
Emily shook her head, laughing. "You two are ridiculous."
Alexander winked. "That's why they call us the Dynamic Duo."
The screen flickered, and Ethan's distressed face appeared, comically pleading for mercy.
Emily ended the call, still chuckling.
Alexander's expression turned cold, his eyes hardened. "Ethan, she gave the green light. Proceed with the interrogation."
Ethan's face appeared on screen, his gaze unyielding. "Understood, Alex. Time to get answers."
The scene shifted to a dimly lit room, a lone figure bound to a chair. Ethan loomed over them, his presence intimidating.
Alexander's voice echoed through the speakerphone. "Remember, Ethan, we need information, not silence."
Ethan nodded, his eyes locked on the captive. "I'll get what we need."
The atmosphere tensed, the stakes high. Emily's permission had unleashed a world of consequences.
Ethan's voice dripped with confidence. "I know this side very well, Alexander. And I like it."
Alexander's response was low and even. "Just get the information, Ethan. We don't have time for games."
Ethan's smile was audible. "Oh, this isn't a game, Alex. This is business. And in this world, information is power."
The captive's eyes darted between Ethan and Alexander's voice on the speakerphone, fear creeping in.
Ethan leaned in, his voice taking on a menacing tone. "You see, my friend, we've been watching you. We know all about your little side hustles."
The captive's gulp was audible.
Alexander's voice remained calm, detached. "Ethan, focus."
Ethan's gaze never wavered. "Right, Alex. The mission. Let's get down to business."
The tension escalated, the outcome hanging in the balance.
Ethan's eyes narrowed. "The mission is simple: retrieve the Valentina files. Our source says they're hidden in a high-security facility, guarded by the Morano family."
Alexander's voice turned analytical. "Morano's men are loyal, but not invincible. We need a strategy."
Ethan's smile hinted at a plan. "Leave that to me, Alex. I've been working on a little surprise."
The captive's eyes widened, sensing the danger. "You'll never get away with this."
Ethan chuckled. "Oh, but we will. We always do."
Alexander's tone remained cold. "Ethan, what's the timeline?"
"Midnight, tonight. We infiltrate, retrieve the files, and exit."
