"Don't worry, it's not a big deal. I asked around; she won't die from this illness anytime soon. And even if she did, isn't her son right there in the room with her? There's no way it could be pinned on us."
The goon who had spoken first was suddenly intrigued. With a curious look, he asked, "Is that really her own son in there? I thought you guys were kidding when you told me before we came. What kind of son treats his own mother like this? How is that any different from an animal?"
"The one being blackmailed is his daughter. In our line of work, we see all kinds of people. There are plenty of folks like this. Don't worry about it so much. Whatever karma comes from this will fall on their own family. What's it got to do with us? We're just getting paid to do a job."
"That's true. Boss, when his daughter brings the money, are we really just going to let them go? What if they turn around and call the cops on us?"
