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Finn: It’s going well. So far, we’ve helped four families. Two of them are back at their house. One of them has a new life in another country, and the third one is on hold, waiting to go back into the real world.
Derek: We can say this agency is a success.
Finn: It is, and all your little protégés have a life and also work for us. We should expand.
Derek: Let’s not.
Finn: How’s your boss?
Derek: She’s in Seattle with her family.
Finn: Seattle, huh? Maybe she can help us infiltrate the organization of the Northwest.
Derek: What do you know about them?
Finn: There are many rumors, nothing concrete.
Finn: Someone mentioned they were famous people. Hence, I think she could help us.
Derek: Does it matter if we know about them?
Finn: I have a list of all the security companies in the world except that one. I want to know.
Derek: I thought you were in Colorado to learn how to calm the fuck down.
Finn: No, I said I was done with the city.
Derek: All the same. I have a patient in ten. Let’s chat soon.
February 12th,3:26 p.m. EST
Finn: Hey, Blade!
Derek: What the fuck do you want?
Finn: I had no idea your nickname was Blade. It’s… how did they come up with it?
Derek: It was almost twenty years ago. Who the fuck remembers?
Finn: Whatever, Blade.
Derek: So we’re now calling you the boss?
Finn: Yes, thank you for noticing.
Derek: We’re partners. I am the boss too.
Finn: Aw, little Blade is upset because no one respects him?
Derek: Fuck you!
Finn: Name the place, and I’ll be there to check out your blade.
Derek: Can you take me?
Finn: You know I will, babe. You just don’t want to take that step.
Finn: Are you still there?
