Cleaning!

I couldn't help but sigh in exasperation, "You, fat fuck. All of the money is at your house underneath your smelly bad. Sigh how can you be so dumb. Go back home and get it. Along the way, pick up Eva and Pia. They need to clean this place up before we customize it."

Eman's heavy sigh hung in the air, a mixture of frustration and weariness, as he reluctantly turned around and headed towards his car. 

As he reached his car and prepared to drive away, I hurriedly approached. My hand gestured for him to lower the car window, and he reacted swiftly, curiosity evident in his eyes.

"Yea what?" He asked, looking up at me.

I leaned in the window saying, "Once you picked Eva and Pia up blindfold them. Can't fucking trust these bitches anymore."

He agreed with a nod and shortly drove off.

In the meantime I called Eva and Pia's numbers. I instructed them to be ready for Eman's arrival and to enter the car without any inquiries or hesitation.