[Carl is riding the Chicago El and following a man with a briefcase at a station who leaves it and Carl intercepts it, opening it in an alleyway]
Fuckin' A.
[Appears behind Carl] Where is she?!
Who's she?!
Don't "who" me, you little shit! Kassidi! My daughter, where is she?!
Uh, I can't disclose that to you, sir. I promised her.
How old are you kid, 15?
Sixteen.
Well, maybe you don't know this about the world yet, but girls like Kassidi, this is what they do. You have no idea how many times I've done this ransom bullshit thing. My daughter's a Venus flytrap. Lures you in, and snap, eats you slowly over time. Just like her mother. And you're on the menu. Now tell me where she is.
No can do.
Tell Kassidi it's Tiffani's 12th birthday on Friday, and her mother wants her at the club. In the same blue Chanel dress she ran off in last Friday. Make sure she gets it dry-cleaned.
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