Blood of Redemption Page #3

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Demetri...

FBI!

Put your hands up,

guns down now!

Privet, motherf***er,

I said now!

Put it down!

Who do we have here?

Boris?

Agent Kurt Grimaldi, welcome.

Your father must have

died of a heart attack

when you told him you

wanted to join the FBI.

IS this it?

Is this all you got?

Five of your guys against one?

The odds don't look

that good for you, Boris.

Five.

Not enough, Boris.

GO, go! go!

Take cover, take cover!

Is the perimeter secured?

The rear in the West Side isn't.

- Where's Agent Grimaldi?

- Inside.

Come on, come on!

- Grab my hand!

There's no room for gunslingers

in the bureau.

Next time, wait for backup.

I can ID Moljevic.

He shot at me.

We'll drag him in,

he'll post bail,

be out by tonight.

I don't want him,

I want Campbell.

And I know you do as well.

But this obsession with finding

your father's killer

is compromising your judgment.

Now get the hell

out of my sight.

Had to put four of Mr. Huang's guys

in the hospital...

but I finally tracked

down the man who set up Quinn.

Now I'm gonna make him

tell me who hired him.

Rumor has it, Campbell

owns this club.

High-class prostitution.

Sergio would have

never done this.

Two bodyguards.

Word must have gotten

out I'm looking for him.

Should have hired better guys.

That's gonna cost him.

Who the f*** are you?

Please don't kill me.

Why'd you set up Quinn Grimaldi?

I was paid to do it.

- By who?

- I don't know.

We spoke over the phone!

You got a contact?

- I don't.

- Give me your phone.

Your phone, hurry

up, Chopsticks.

Come on.

Why the f*** did you kill him?

Kill the son of a b*tch!

Kick his f***ing ass!

Told you I was sorry.

- Good kicks, though.

- Kiss my ass!

Maybe next time.

So, you wanna know about Kurt.

Does he know about the real

family business?

I think he knows.

I think he always knew.

Really?

Well, he always knew what Sergio

and Quinn were up to.

I mean, I can't prove it, but...

Why do you think

he chose the FBI?

- Revenge.

- Revenge?

Being left aside.

Senator.

Hello, Kurt.

Haven't seen you in a long time.

How ya been?

What do you need, Senator?

I was very close to your father.

I loved him like a brother.

You didn't have any problem

getting into business

with Hayden and Campbell though.

Sometimes...

things don't turn out the way

that you plan them.

Four years ago, I came

to your father.

I begged Serg to get

out of the business

and he agreed.

That signed the beginning

of the end.

Then this Campbell comes aboard.

He's more violent than ever.

He starts a war.

Kills all his opponents...

or covers them with gifts.

Well, I suppose that makes

you one of the second types

of people then, Senator.

I just can't provide

the protection for them

that they need anymore.

I'm useless.

They're gonna come for me.

You want me to bring him down.

If I go down...

they go down.

So what?

You have some master plan?

I'm gonna tell all.

Senator, I haven't seen

you in three years.

Yet you show up today

and you pick me up,

and suddenly, you're

gonna tell all.

Two days.

I have some other things

I've got to do first.

Did they kill my father?

I have no proof of that.

You got your two days.

You Okay?

What is it?

There's something

I have to tell you.

And don't judge me, okay?

I'm just like you,

I was there, too, remember?

And... I spent all this time

trying to figure out who did it.

I've been with Campbell.

Okay.

I sleep with him,

trying to collect as much

information as I can.

You want to be with a winner,

don't you, Loryn?

You don't want to be

with a loser.

You're my honey now.

He and Hayden did it.

I mean, I can't prove it.

I mean, not yet, but...

I will soon.

Well, those two were

always on top of our list.

Here, I thought you

could use this.

Hot chocolate?

Thanks.

Only three years.

Quinn Grimaldi, you

are under arrest.

He had friends.

Senator Roswald and his gang?

Yeah.

You know the Senator

lost his reelection.

Pretty soon, he won't be

able to protect anyone.

I understand.

But what about Quinn?

Can't read him.

If he's smart, he'll lay low,

but he could go

into revenge mode.

Maybe get back to business.

Definitely him

coming out of jail

is gonna shake things up.

Are you gonna greet him?

Quinn!

Yo!

Quinn, it's me!

It's me, come on, get in.

Wow, you look well, bro!

What, do you get filet

mignon every day in there?

What, you pissed off?

If I'm one minute late

after three years?

Come on.

Nah, you know, I feel

like stretching my legs.

It was a little cramped

in there,

as I'm sure you can understand.

Forget the prison life.

Get in here, I've got a great

party organized for you.

- Come on.

- Where?

- At the house.

- At the house?

You're living

in my dad's house, yeah?

I kept it in the family, for us.

I got you a lovely suite there,

you got your own room...

east wing.

- Come on.

- Sounds like a good time.

- We'll catch up.

- Quinn!

Are you being... what, you

pissed off 'cause I'm late?

What is it?

Quinn, get in the car.

You saved my life,

I saved yours.

- We're brothers.

- That's right.

And, brother, I'm

gonna see you soon.

What, has that prison

sh*t got in you head?

What's going on, Quinn?

Three weeks I've been doing this

party, Quinn!

We're brothers for life!

My-my-my.

Oh, ladies, you are going

to make my day.

So, Senator, how do you like us?

Come on, come on.

Let's test the waters.

- Yeah.

- Long time, no speak, Axel.

It's Quinn.

Look, I appreciate

all you've done so far,

but how about you give

up the lone-waif routine

and team up with me and Loryn?

Let's take down Hayden

and Campbell together.

Say yes.

Yes.

This complicates things.

But I owe him.

Campbell and Hayden's printing

business

hinges on two components.

First, the exclusive

forgery software.

And second, Boris

laundering the money.

We'll attack both.

But getting 200 feet underground

and stealing the software

won't be easy.

You need and access key.

And only one of us can get it.

So where is he?

I don't know and I don't care.

Why don't I believe you?

Yes, you do.

Wanna know why?

'Cause I'm your honey, baby.

Why would I care

for a loser, hmm?

Well, you know love

shouldn't be rationalized.

Now that's a big word.

What, rationalized?

I was talking about love.

I can be very good to you.

I know.

I don't know anything

about Quinn.

Okay, I believe you.

Are you sure?

Yes.

Loryn does her part.

She has sacrificed the most.

Police!

- Open up!

- Oh, God!

Police, open the door!

Oh, God!

Right.

Senator Roswald has

been arrested for murder,

claiming that he got framed.

Two of Campbell's girls.

He has been framed.

- No doubt about it.

- Campbell?

No, not Campbell.

Campbell would have killed him.

That's what Roswald

was scared of.

This is someone else.

Someone with a plan.

Maybe the Senator will help us.

Not a chance.

Now that he's in jail,

whatever he knows

is the only thing

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