A Dangerous Man Page #2

It'll probably wear off soon.

My fr...

My friends...

I think... I think they...

I think...

I think they killed them.

She's out again.

Look, do you have any idea

what's going on here?

Just get us to the next town. That sign

back there says Bellingham in 50.

Well, I live in East Bellingham.

What the hell do I tell the cops

if I'm stopped, huh?

Do you have any idea who these people

were that were shooting at us?

I mean, for that matter, who are you?

I don't think it really matters anymore.

After you drop me off,

just tell the cops whatever you want.

Just give me a few hours

to get into the wind.

Well, my father'd disown me

if I spoke to the cops,

especially the ones from Bellingham.

Is your father a gangster or something?

Ex-con?

Well, it's like I said, my father's

not exactly an upstanding citizen.

He sells cars that aren't necessarily

for sale, if you know what I mean.

I could relate to that.

Hey. Welcome back.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

We're going about 70 miles an hour.

It's OK. We saved you from those guys

back there. We don't mean you any harm.

What do you mean "we", white boy?

OK, technically, he did.

I did drive the car, though.

Are you going with him?

Is she going with you?

My advice is just drop her off

at the first cop-shop.

- No. I can't go to the local police.

- No? Why's that?

They're the ones who killed my friends.

- Damn.

- Look, I need to call my father.

Not until we reach Bellingham, then

you're free to do whatever you want.

But I need help. Didn't you hear me?

The cops killed my friends.

My father will pay you if you help me.

The problem is, I don't need any money.

Got a whole bag of cash here.

Maybe instead of money, your dad

can get me the f*** out of America?

- Could he do that?

- He can.

Yeah? Well, if you're so sure

about that, I'II tell you what, son.

Drop her and I off together,

and then you park this piece of sh*t

somewhere where nobody can see it

and hightail it to the f***in' moon.

Maybe I can help. I know the town really

well. My father's got connections.

Just forget about us, man.

Do what I said.

- Hey.

- Let's see what we got.

Nice.

Now you're a hero.

Lay that dead kid so it looks like

the chink killed him first.

I want this whole thing tied up

by the time the state boys get here.

- You got it. Let's go.

- Yeah, OK.

Pull up over here, kid.

AII right, listen.

You're gonna get out here.

Put as much distance as you can

between yourself and the car.

These guys

are gonna come looking for you.

They're gonna come looking hard,

you hear?

I'II wipe it down.

They'll never trace it back to me.

Thank you.

Look, if you guys ever need anything,

you go to Little Russia,

you ask for Vlad. That's my father.

He does some other business, too.

AII right, man, be safe.

Thanks.

- Where you going?

- I thought we were...

Yeah, no, we're not going there.

Come on.

Wait. Wait for me.

Here? Why?

They catch that kid and we're f***ed,

and from him,

they'll roll back to that other motel.

You understand?

You don't trust anyone, do you?

It ain't about trust,

it's about survival.

Look, I need to call my father.

I need to tell him I'm OK.

Before you do that, I think you and I

need to have a little talk.

I already told you everything.

What more do you want me to say?

You told me that your friends

were killed by local cops.

That really doesn't explain to me

how you ended up in a trunk

next to a bag of cash.

I already told you, it's not my money.

What are you, deaf?

I want you to shut the f*** up.

I want you to pay attention

and understand one thing.

If I'm gonna try to save you,

and if I'm gonna try to help you,

you need to talk to me, you need to

listen to what I say, when I say,

how I say, and if you don't,

I will leave you here

to get eaten by the f***in' jackals,

who are coming soon.

OK?

OK. I'm sorry.

If you want me to help you,

you gotta talk to me, man.

You gotta tell me straight,

so I can know who's coming for us.

You're right. You saved my life.

- I guess I owe you the truth.

- Well, the truth would be nice.

I was trying to get my uncle

into the country.

Yeah, they're coming in now!

I was contacted by someone

who said they could help.

- They want me to go inside alone.

- I don't like this, Tia.

I'II be OK.

I was told to show up alone,

but I insisted on

bringing some of my friends

since it was the first time

we were meeting.

The man I met is a Chinese drug

smuggler only known to me as "Chen. "

He told me that he would help

smuggle my uncle into the United States.

I should've known it was a trap.

It was all my fault.

I heard the shots. I was in shock.

They forced me into a room

where another man was waiting for me.

He said that he was waiting

for my uncle's arrival,

and that I was going to be

held for ransom

until he got the information

that he needed from my uncle.

And then someone

placed a cloth over my mouth.

Why would your father send you alone

to do this kind of thing?

He didn't. I went against his wishes.

It was his preference

to keep trying to get my uncle here

through legal channels.

You see, I love my uncle, and I had to

make sure that he escaped from China.

- Escape from China?

- My uncle is an accountant.

He wanted out, but it's not

the kind of job you can just quit.

My uncle's involved with some

senior members in the Chinese Army.

These men are in charge of an area

known as "the Golden Triangle,"

a place in Burma

where the poppies are cultivated.

Oh, I'm very familiar, very familiar.

That's why he was denied entrance

into the United States.

- So he's on the watch list?

- Yes.

If he was an accountant, that means

he knows where all the books are,

what all the numbers are,

where all the bodies are.

They're not gonna let him go.

That guy's worth his weight in gold.

But he's a good man, Shane.

And the man in the office,

he's also Chinese?

They called him "The Colonel. "

Chinese military.

What makes you say that?

My father was a military adviser.

I've been around the type my whole life.

He asked me some questions

about my uncle.

Almost like he was trying to make sure

I was who I said I was.

I get it.

I know what to do.

I know what to do.

- Ritchie, it's Clark. Come in.

- Go for Ritchie. Over.

Think we got it.

OK, hang tight. I'll be there in ten.

Where's my money?

Where is my money?

My money.

What? Your money? No, no, no.

The deal was,

I get half the money up front,

the other half

when I give you the Uncle.

That was my f***ing money.

Until he arrives, it's my money.

And that girl, I need her

to control the Uncle. You lost her, too.

And I'm gonna get her back.

You forget, the girl was a bonus.

You better deliver this "bonus."

If you want to do business

with my backers,

you need to be

a little more responsible.

Yeah. You find him.

AII right, you take care of it.

I gotta go.

He angry?

Chen... Please, I did my best.

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