Angel Of Death Page #3

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I work for Mr. Max.

I'm one of his guys.

Mr. Max is dead.

They're all dead.

Except for the guy outside.

Oh, Jesus.

- Do you know who? Did you get them?

- No. Whoever did this, they're gone.

- What are you doing?

- Hold still.

I got something very sharp here.

I'm trying to cut you free.

Looks like you had

a bad one tonight.

Who are you?

I'm Vera.

I'm your neighbor

from across the hall.

Now, you're still doing rough trade,

I see.

- What?

- I know.

I had to learn that lesson myself

the hard way.

Okay, now, come here.

Okay.

What are you doing in my house?

I am keeping you out of jail,

missy.

Yeah.

See, anybody else

would have called the cops...

...finding you like this.

Anyone but me.

Now, I could have told you

it would end up like this.

Come here, you poor baby.

Stop. Lady, just leave me alone.

You know, someone's gotta

help you out once in a while.

Right? You just gotta let them.

Because, honey, you ain't walking

through this life alone.

Just let Vera find you

something to wear...

that hasn't got blood all over it.

Okay. Just wait.

Oh, I used to be like you, you know?

I'd do everything myself.

But I got out and you can too.

Of course, I do miss some things.

I'll admit that.

The pretty stuff.

The clothes.

Oh, especially the clothes.

They say that envy's a sin...

but I figure Jesus will just have to

forgive me for that.

It's something you learn

in the program, you know, forgiveness.

I learned forgiveness.

Once you figure out you've hit rock

bottom, then you're gonna need....

I didn't do nothing, boss.

Yeah, you did nothing.

You saw nothing.

You're a useless piece

of f***ing sh*t.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

F*** it.

How many did you see?

No.

Not me. I was in the car.

My guy chased someone.

At least one.

They killed my guy. My best guy.

I give a sh*t about your men

right now?

No.

This other guy.

Who was he?

The one you let leave.

I didn't let him leave. He just left.

He said he worked for Arthur.

I thought he was one of his soldiers.

He looked youngish.

Jesus Christ,

you took him for his word on that?

Nice work, Carey.

When I decide to call the cops...

they'll fix you up with a sketch artist.

I apologize. I wasn't at my best.

I just- -

Arthur and I had this deal tonight.

The Seattle thing,and, well, I ju- -

I just mean, you know,

it's time- sensitive.

No disrespect, no disrespect.

The thing is, you have to remember,

this is- - Cameron, this is your deal.

- You know what I mean?

- Prescott.

It's your money at stake.

It's just business.

You gotta shut the f*** up.

This is crazy, Cameron.

Boss, not to tell you your business,

but you can't kill Carey Lyman.

New York wouldn't like it.

Listen to me, Cameron.

Don't do anything foolish.

Jesus Christ.

Leave.

Now while I'm still hearing reason.

All right, Prescott,

let's see what you got to say.

I did it.

Goddamn you.

What else do you want from me?

I work for August Downes.

I work for August Downes.

You clean? No entourage?

I didn't have anyone on me.

They're all too busy

freaking out right now.

With good reason too.

Yeah, I'm staying away from my place

until this thing settles down.

You should do the same

until I figure some safe way out of this.

Is that some special safe way

that doesn't include the obvious?

Look, Eve has to be put down.

Fast, and you know it.

Don't be so p*ssy- whipped.

You'll get us killed.

Hey, remember who you're talking to.

Sh*t. You don't even see what's going on.

The other day with the lawyer guy?

Eve couldn't even pull a trigger.

And now she's taking down 5 guys,

including a made man?

I mean, doesn't it seem

like maybe- -

Maybe she's going

after bad guys now?

I mean, technically.

No, Eve doesn't see the world

that way:

Good guys and bad guys.

Yeah? Well, maybe she got stabbed

in the f***ing brain and now she does.

And where does that put

you and me?

She needs help.

Wake up, Prescott.

If it was me doing this,

I'd be dead already.

And you know it.

Franklin.

Franklin.

- For the Downe residence.

- You know where to sign in.

Boy, they got you

on a regular schedule, doc.

Yep.

I thought it was.

No, but it does look fantastic.

I'm thinking of doing it myself.

Yes, I saw him.

Like anyone would ever wanna touch

his shriveled little dick again.

I know.

I can't believe I ever slept with him.

Well, at least I was first.

I mean, in our group.

Not like I devirginized him.

Rich people, right?

Like rest of us don't even exist.

You know what, doc?

Don't even get me started.

Agent Taylor.

Thank you for meeting me

on such short notice.

You're officially wasting

my lunch break.

What is it?

I need a favor.

You've turned our arrangement

into a real one- way street.

You want something from me,

I need something too.

Let's say I give you

some of the Wu- Yang bosses.

Don't f*** with me, Prescott.

Our agents have been

on the Chinatown gangs for months.

I want intel on your organization.

You know I can't do that.

I would be dead within a week.

That's your problem.

Danielle, please.

Give me something useful.

Something big.

Otherwise, forget it.

Okay.

Let's say I make this

a real 2-way street...

and I give you what you want.

Let's say you do.

What kind of deal

are you looking for?

I want immunity.

Clean passports and a way out of here

no one can track.

Passports. Plural.

Got a woman involved in this,

Prescott?

Can you get them?

Oh, well.

Mr. Pretty Boy.

What have you gotten yourself into?

If you wanna live through the

next weeks, you're gonna listen...

and you're gonna do exactly

what I say.

You don't get it, Eve.

If I take you up there,

they will kill me if you don't.

Do you know who this patient is?

Yeah. A dead man.

Eve, listen to me.

It's not too late to turn around.

I won't say a word.

You don't even realize.

You don't have to do this.

I wouldn't be here

if I didn't have to be.

Where is it?

Penthouse.

Security, how many?

Not many.

It's a man at the door, a few inside.

- That's it?

- If you would listen to me....

Eve, what's happening to you?

It's nothing.

Eve, look. You need help.

You need treatment. Let- -

No more of your medicine, doc.

- I'm helping myself.

- Eve....

- What's up, doc?

- Hello, Chip.

Just here to see Mr. Downes.

The usual.

Who's this?

Oh, my new nurse.

Greta.

Hello.

Do me a favor.

Tell Miss Downes I need

a bathroom break, okay?

Sure.

Everything okay, doc?

Yeah.

He's gonna know.

He's gonna know I was with you.

Chip, he just peed his pants

while his boss got done.

- He won't say a word.

- Oh, jeez.

Get the door.

Hold on.

Hello?

I got it.

Hey, doc, that time again?

Sure, yeah.

Who's she?

Oh, that's my new nurse.

She held me hostage.

How many more?

- Doc, how many more?

- I don't know.

F***.

Make sure this one's okay.

I didn't mean to hit him that hard.

What? Okay, sure.

You stay here.

And don't do anything stupid.

Okay.

Stay back. Just stay back.

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