a story begins...

This run of dialogue came to me as the opening of a story. We'll see where it goes. Any resemblance to real dead people is convenient.
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'You're not easy to find.'
(A pause) 'Didn't know anyone was looking for me.'
'They are.'
'And who are they?'
'Your father worked for them.'
'My father.'
'Yeah, your father.'
'My father's dead. Been that way for a while.'
'Yeah...I know. Hung himself did he?'
(A longer pause.) 'How the hell do you know that?'
'Like I said, your father worked for these people.'
'Doing what?'
'This and that. Nothing big.'
'So why are you here?'
'It's good that I found you.'
Silence.
'Your father, see, well, these people I work for, they figure your father owed them.'
'Owed them what?'
'A favor.'
'Let's say I believe you, which I don't by the way. The Old Man won't be doing anybody any favors.'
'Maybe he won't....'
Silence.
'See, it's like this, he owed 'em, so as they see it, you owe 'em too.'
(An even longer pause) 'Huh. That's about the stupidest damned thing... Just who are these people you work for?'
'That's not important, what's important is that I found you. It won't take as long the next time.'