Arena Page #4

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David Lord. David Lord.

Your cover name will be David Lord.

You're a firefighter and a paramedic

from Denver, Colorado.

My name is Death Dealer.

- No.

- I was bred to fight. To kill.

I made you.

And I will end you!

No.

Why and how in the f*** is he still standing?

Can you help me?

Why are you smiling, you conniving b*tch?

- Do you realize what you...

- Logan!

You know what to do.

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

Going somewhere?

I could have killed you months ago!

I protected you!

Somehow I don't feel protected.

Look, I can give you more money

than you could ever spend!

I'm sure you could.

Here, take it!

On the ground, on the ground,

get on the ground!

Room's clear.

I never murdered anyone!

It was Kaden, he's the one!

And your hands are clean?

Cleaner than yours!

You can't make somebody change, David!

You murdered those people

because you wanted to do it!

All that bullshit about brainwashing!

You didn't have to do it! You wanted to do it!

It's who you are,

it's who you've always been!

We're the same, you're just like me!

So tell me,

since we're the same, what am I about to do?

No! No! No!

Drop your weapon and get on your knees!

Drop your weapon!

Drop your weapon!

Agent Searle?

Agent Searle?

Agent Searle, it's good to see you made it.

I'd almost given up hope.

I killed all those men.

It's okay, son.

They were already dead.

The important thing to remember is

that you saved countless others.

One of them is still alive.

- Find him.

- We will.

We'll find him. I promise you that.

She's the only reason I'm alive.

Don't worry about her, David.

She's in good hands.

Her kind,

they almost always end up on their feet.

Come on.

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