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Post by Jacky on Dec 6, 2007 19:30:29 GMT
"I wonder whether he's not better of far from his little bitch-girlfriend." DiMaggio smirks.
"What the hell do you want? You would've killed him already if that's what you're after, so what do you *want*." I interupt.
"Everything." He says easily, as if that's logical. "Your plantations, transport companies, your staff.. Oh yeah, your house and bankaccount too, please."
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Post by Hannah on Dec 8, 2007 10:34:01 GMT
My breath stops for a moment and my eyes dart over to Jack.. he gotta be kiddin. Can't we simply put a bullet into the head of the dude?
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Post by Jacky on Dec 8, 2007 11:12:40 GMT
"Hey, I'm a generous man." He says as a reply to seeing Ana's shocked face, "You can pack a suitcase before I actually kick you out of your home."
"Right.. and once we're on the streets without *anything* to go after you anymore, you'll be so brutally honest to let Che go." I say sarcastically. "Because you've proven so trustworthy throughout the years."
"Well you'll have to trust me on it, don't you?" He points out, "If you don't listen, maybe you'll lose *another* person close to you due to your mistakes. Just like before. Sorry to hear about your pretty wife, by the way." He smirks.
I never been more urged to kill a person. Preferably by ripping his head off. But I don't show this frustration, and instead I give him a shrug with my shoulders, "That's okay, *yours* was nice enough to make me forget about that for a few nights."
His grin fades and eyes narrow instantly. "Don't push too hard, Sparrow."
"That's not what she said." I step forward to him. "I don't know whether you realize this yet, pal, but we're going to get Che... with or without your cooperation. If you work with us, it might hurt a little less. But we *are* going to get him."
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Post by Hannah on Dec 8, 2007 12:58:46 GMT
I nod at that, hiding the rest of my emotions. For a second Kaia's face flashes through my mind, hoping he won't be able to go after her now..
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Post by Jacky on Dec 9, 2007 11:30:42 GMT
"I might kill him before you ever even find him." The answer comes slowly.
"Maybe. But I'm not sure whether you're willing to risk it."
My gaze darts over to Ana, checking how she's holding up here.. I know this can't be easy on her.
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Post by Hannah on Dec 9, 2007 14:36:44 GMT
Oh yes please: let us discuss the way and time when we are going to kill my boyfriend. I step forwards and put my foot onto the chair on the otherside of his desk, opposite of him.
"Listen pall." I tell him carefully, my voice calm. "I really don't think ya wanna kill him."
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Post by Jacky on Dec 9, 2007 15:09:21 GMT
[colo=maroon]"In fact I do. I just don't think it's practical." He states, unimpressed.[/color]
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Post by Hannah on Dec 9, 2007 15:25:09 GMT
"Ah yes, but I really don't think you *think*, seeing you don't have a motherfuckin' brain inside your head." I continue. "So." I move a bit and sit down infront of him on the desk. "Listen up."
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Post by Jacky on Dec 9, 2007 15:33:47 GMT
He laughed, but gestured her to go ahead and speak. "Yeah."
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Post by Hannah on Dec 9, 2007 15:37:27 GMT
"So.. either you let him go right now.. and nothing happens.. besides your brain getting splashed against the wall." I take a breath "Or you let him go and besides your brain getting splashed against the wall some other things happen... the details may varieren"
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