Amelia: Sitting down "You work fast."
Sophie: "What can I say? I'm amazing."
Amelia: "So, what did you find?"
Sophie: Leaning in "First off, Drakov's background is practically non-existent ten years ago. No records, no history."
Amelia: "I noticed that. It's bizarre."
Sophie: "But get this—he's been buying up large tracts of land in remote areas all over the country."
Amelia: "Why would a billionaire invest in the middle of nowhere?"
Sophie: "Exactly. Also, there are reports of strange occurrences near these properties—wild animal sightings, unexplained noises."
Amelia: Raising an eyebrow "Sounds like tabloid fodder."
Sophie: "Maybe, but where there's smoke, there's fire. I think there's more to this guy than meets the eye."
Amelia: "Any idea where I should start looking?"
Sophie: "There's a small town called Shadow Ridge about two hours north. He owns a massive estate there, and the locals have plenty of stories."
Amelia: "Road trip it is."
Sophie: "Be careful, Amelia. This feels... off."
Amelia: "When have I ever let that stop me?"
Sophie: Sighing "Just promise you'll check in."
Amelia: "Promise."
They ordered coffee and chatted a bit more before parting ways. As Amelia walked back toward her office, her mind raced with possibilities.
Her phone rang—an unknown number.
Amelia: "Hello, this is Amelia Hart."
Voice: "Miss Hart, this is Marcus Hale, head of security for Drakov Industries."
Amelia: Surprised "Oh, Mr. Hale. I was hoping someone would get back to me."
Marcus: "I understand you're seeking information on Mr. Drakov."
Amelia: "Yes, I'd like to arrange an interview."
Marcus: "Mr. Drakov is a very private man. He doesn't grant interviews."
Amelia: "Surely he could make an exception? It would be a great opportunity to share his philanthropic work with the public."
Marcus: "I appreciate your enthusiasm, but the answer is no."
Amelia: Not giving up "Perhaps there's someone else I could speak with? A spokesperson?"
Marcus: "Our official statements are available on our website. Have a good day, Miss Hart."
He hung up before she could respond.