Tell him about Mikka and Zuprik

"There are problems, McKinley." You sigh and stuff your hands in your pockets. "Mikka, Zuprik, you got some perverted fucks working among your ranks. You gotta get rid of those guys. They're bad eggs."

Sasha knits her brows. So does McKinley. He steps up. "What do you mean?"

"They're trying to get in with the dancers. Tried to pay me to help them do it even." You explain.

"Do...do you have any evidence about this? Something to back you up? That's a huge claim, not just again the persons involved, but against the company." McKinley cranes his neck. "Those two have been here longer than I have. We don't see eye-to-eye on everything, but it's unlikely that even they'd want to do something like that."

"No one fucks with the Japanese," Sasha follows. "A black mark like that? They'd carpet bomb our headquarters, they'd even probably air drop a couple of their own boots to snuff out any survivors."

"Exactly why they need to be put down!" You argue.

"No, it's a huge gamble. Mikka isn't dumb, and neither is Zuprik. If you're planning to tell anyone else about this, I wouldn't bother. It'll back fire. Sure, most of the crew respects you, but you start-"

"Fucking bullshit! Please tell me you're gonna look into this at least!" You shout at McKinley, cutting him off early.

"Ah, well..." McKinley shakes his head. "Probably not personally since I'm running missions now, but if I see anything that lines up with your accusation, I'll be sure to let you know."

Sasha steps in. "I'll do the same. It'll be hard though - since we're not in the same place exactly. Keep this to yourself. Both of you. Mikka and Zupiski has a lot of friends."

She moves her eyes to you. "A lot of friends that would go to odd lengths to help out."

"This is such bullshit - we outta just shoot them. Drag their fucking bodies outside the wall and let the wildlife eat'em."

McKinley reaches out. "Calm down. Why are you so worked up about this?"

You want to slap his hand away, but you maintain yourself. "I thought I was working with a more...professional group of folk is all. I'm surprised and incredibly disgusted with reality as of current."

"If it's true, we'll find out soon enough. Until then, get some rest. You have another day of work in the morning..."

Feeling burned and untrusted, you return to your room and cool off by taking a shower. As you rest on your sheets, you start to realize how frustrated you really are.