Obituary postal
"Where are you going?"
"My dad just arrived and he is waiting for me at the airport. I need to pick him up."
Getting up, "okay we'll go together."
"Are you sure you want to come with me?"
"Why won't I?"
"Honey, my dad is very strict and formal. He might start throwing questions at you if he sees you."
"And what's the difference? Is not as if he won't ask me questions when he sees me."
Taking a deep breath, bianca sighed. "Okay fine, but just digest whatever he tells you, because he is fucking annoying sometimes."
Chuckling, "you are talking as if your father is a military man." Adjusting his blazer, "as a boyfriend, it's my right to see the father of the beautiful angel, who cleared the dark side of my life"
Rolling her eyes, "fine, but don't say I didn't warn you."
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Somewhere else
"Perfect, Indeed you did a clean job." The man said before sipping his wine.
"I told you, my works are not rough. I followed the exact route you gave to me." The other man said.
Pushing a photograph to him, "here is another shit I want you to clean up."
Smirking his lips, "hmm, nice, so is this your friend and girlfriend?"
Letting out a mockery chuckle, "I don't know, but do exactly what you're told to."
"Okay, what's the target?"
"The woman"
Nodding his head, "what do you want me to do?" The other man asked.
Sipping his wine, "pillage and ravish."
Nodding his head, the other man smirk his lips, "occasion?"
"Party event."
"Type?"
"Gala."
"Wonderful." The other man scoffed.
Leaning towards the table, "but be careful, there's a backbone guy and he is quick-witted."
Letting out a mockery laugh, "you don't have to worry about anything. I assure you, that there'll be no mistake. But if the quick-witted guy acts too mature with me–" he scoffed and added, "I'll put him in an obituary postal."
"Good." Pausing for a while he added, "I want you to rearrange the dialogue."
"Okay, what do you want to come first?"
"His papers."
"Hmm, okay."
"Get all of it and don't leave any behind."
Smirking his lips, "well there's a little problem with that."
Scrunching his brows, "what problem is that?"