(Isaac walks into Mr Joe’s Casino.)

Isaac: (Taking out the money.) Can I have regular cocaine?

Abigail: (Takes the money.) This is not enough for the regular cocaine. You are 5 dollars short!

Isaac: But I do not understand. Nick said that the regular cocaine costs only 25 dollars. Why is it 30 dollars now?

Abigail: You should ask Joe, he is standing right behind you, shit face!

Mr Joe: (Smoking a Cigar.) Hey, long time no see, Isaac. It has been a while since I last saw you. Nick was always buying the cocaine for you, but now you are standing in my casino, buying cocaine for yourself.

Isaac: I am grown now, so I can do whatever I want, Mr Joe.

Mr Joe: (Laughs.) I have been trying to get a hold of you. I have a job for you, and the money is good enough for you to buy whatever you want. I can only give the job to you if you agree.

Isaac: Mr Joe, what exactly is the job about?

Mr Joe: (Walks to his office.) We can discuss it in my office. Follow me!

(Isaac follows Mr Joe into his office and closes the door behind him.)

Mr Joe: (Sits on his chair.) The job I am giving to you is a bit risky. Are you sure you can handle it?

Isaac: Mr Joe, I will do whatever you say. After all you have done for my family and me, by doing this, I am only repaying the favour.

Mr Joe: I have a contract with an African mafia leader, and he wants young girls on his ship by the end of the day. If you can deliver the girls near the highway to the ship by 14:00 without any complications, I will pay you one hundred and eighty thousand dollars, cash. Are you in or are you out?

Isaac: But Mr Joe, that is human trafficking, right?

Mr Joe: (Writes down his number on a piece of paper.) Yes, it is. That is why I am trusting you with this job. If you are not happy with it, I will give you double the amount. Here is my number. Call me if you make up your mind before 4 o’clock.

Isaac: (Hesitantly takes the paper with Mr Joe’s number on it.) Uhm, give me time until 4 o’clock to decide whether I am in or not, Mr Joe. Do not worry because I will not think of telling the police about the job.

Mr Joe: (Smiles.) I always knew you would never disappoint me. Anyway, I have men that work at the police station, so if you decide to tell the cops, they will kill you. I am sure that that is not what you want, right?

Isaac: No, Mr Joe, I will not risk doing that. I will leave now, so enjoy your day!

Joe: After handling this job for me, I might even consider making you a shareholder in my business. Just do not disappoint me.

Isaac: (Stands up.) I will not, Mr Joe.

Tell us: What do you think Isaac will decide to do?