A Dangerous Man Page #3

Who has my money?

It wasn't my fault, Boss.

What the f***?

Now answer my f***ing question.

Who has my money?

And, more importantly,

where is the girl?

It was a big guy.

Maybe Indian, I don't know.

He took the money

and he took the girl.

The girl might remember how to get back

here. We should go to the safe house.

We have plenty of notice.

The state cops have to go through

Bellingham before they get here.

What about the dead trooper?

Ritchie should have

a handle on that, right?

- Yeah.

- The local cops are in my pocket.

Ritchie says he found the abandoned car

in the center of town.

He also said prints on the outside of

the car belong to a dead Russian kid.

Russian?

Yeah.

Russian. OK... OK.

Well, you make sure Ritchie

has a description of this Indian guy,

you send him to the Russians and get him

to talk to 'em, then you grab a few men,

and you start searching the town.

Nobody leaves without us knowing.

Understood?

Get the f*** out of here.

You're bleeding all over my office.

Russians and Indians?

Chen says

if the Russians are hiding this guy,

you'd better make them give him up.

- AII right.

- Got it?

Understood.

I hate that little chink.

Dmitri, two more!

OK. Coming right up.

- Yes? Go on.

- Nothing to link back to us.

Covered our tracks, covered the vehicle.

I mean, we were just minding our

own business, the cop pulled up and...

We were a little freaked, so...

you know,

all of a sudden, these other two guys

get out, and come out of nowhere.

Markov heads off down the dock.

I duck for cover.

He should've stayed low.

He should've just stayed low.

- Instead he gets...

- Hey, who's the guy in charge here?

So the guy comes out of nowhere, and...

I don't know, he seemed to help me

out of the situation, so...

...just kind of rolled with it.

I'm looking for the driver

of a blue Suburban.

People around here tell me

you deal in cars.

No.

People probably tells you

lots of things.

But I bet most of it bullshit.

Why don't you go back

to your side of town, cowboy?

We try to keep to ourselves here.

Isn't that right?

See? No ones here

wants to whisper in a cop's ear.

Some Eurotrash just about your age got

himself killed down by the border line.

Did you know him?

Well, I don't know

any Eurotrash, officer.

I'm trying to finish my meal here...

...but I obviously can't do that

with you standing here.

The smells of you makes my stomach turn.

I will cut your balls...

...and I will cut your throat,

you understand?

Hey, man, I'm a cop. We're f***ing cops!

Let me explain something to you.

Where I come from, we f*** cops in the

mouth when we run out of farm animals.

If you want to lock us up

after you count your dead,

then don't forget

that American jails is paradise to us.

So think hard... before you jump.

- We need this cleaned up.

- AII right.

What the f*** was that?

We're just gonna walk away?

That a**hole just threatened you.

Listen to me.

We walk away for right now, all right?

- This is their part of town.

- Oh, give me a break.

These f***ers are crazy!

We can't take them all on,

not the two of us, not right now.

- We're the f***ing law!

- Listen to me!

Soon as we handle this sh*t,

I'm planning on paying him

a little home visit.

Oh, yeah.

There's a place and a time

for everything.

Now get in the f***in' car!

So... this is drug money, unfortunately.

And I don't know

if you can read Chinese,

but it's obviously Chinese drug money.

So, I'm sure

folks are looking for this real hard.

Who are you?

I mean, how do you know that?

I...

I was in the military for a long time.

I was in the army, Special Forces.

Had a great career, very colorful.

One day, I lost it all when

I got accused of something I didn't do.

Did six years hard time. I was acquitted

of all wrongdoing through DNA evidence.

They found out

I had nothing to do with that crime.

I was let out recently, and... look at

me, I'm already in trouble again.

F***.

So this is a transponder,

which means people are probably

closing in on us real quick, you know?

Get down. Somebody's here.

Let's go.

Oh, God. I think I'm gonna be sick.

Do it while you're running.

My uncle's due to arrive today.

I'm so worried what might happen to him.

AII right.

How you doing?

You ever hear

of a young man called Sergey?

Never heard of him.

He said that his father owns this place,

someone called Vlad?

News to me.

Really? OK.

Thank you.

Let's go. This is a waste of time.

Wait a minute.

That's them! Those are Chen's men.

Why don't you tell me

what business you've got with Sergey?

The boy owes me something.

Why don't you check with the father?

- What's in the bag?

- None of your f***ing business.

Little Russia, everything my business.

Well, how bad do you want to find out

what's in the bag, boy?

Who are you?

Where is he?

The shop. The shop!

OK, let's go see your boss.

Son of a b*tch.

These guys ain't with us.

Whoever took them out's a professional.

Found these.

Weren't we just there?

So the motel surveillance cameras

gave us a tentative ID.

Guy's name is Shane Daniels. He's just

out of the joint. And guess what?

He's ex-Special Forces.

The guy's a f***in' killing machine.

Still doesn't explain

why there's two dead Asians.

Oh, and you're gonna love this.

We found some kind of tracking device

in the room, too.

Maybe my friend

is being a little less than honest.

You want me to come back there

and kill that piece of sh*t?

No. I can handle him.

So, if both ends of town

are truly covered,

then he's gotta be somewhere close.

We shook down the Russians.

They ain't talking.

But our guy was there.

Well, then you take the gloves off

and you make the Russians talk!

You sure you want to go there?

They went there first.

Colonel?

The man we're looking for

killed two Dadu.

You wouldn't happen to

know anything about that, would you?

- No, I don't.

- Liar.

- Think before you act.

- I am thinking,

and I think those men were yours,

and they were after my money.

You deliver it,

and then you try and steal it back?

You are thinking too much.

Well, no one's ever accused me

of that before.

- The Uncle arrives tonight.

- I still don't have the girl.

I'm aware of that, and I'II burn

that f***in' town to the ground

unless they hand over the girl

before dawn.

Now, please... contact your people

and tell them to deliver my money.

Of course.

I want you to go

to the Russian's house.

I want you to go around the back

and f***ing kill them, all right?

- Yes.

- He threatened my balls,

and nobody threatens my balls...

Yes, yes, Colonel.

AII right, grab that bottle.

Pour us a couple drinks over here.

Oh, yeah.

Perfect.

Drink, Colonel?

You say...

You say you trust me,

but you refuse to have a drink with me?

AII right. More for me.

Oh, yeah.

AII right, enough.

That's the guy. And he has the money.

Go around the back, let yourselves in.

Me and the boys will keep them busy.

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