Dark Meridian Page #3

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We go way back.

He's one of my eyes

and ears in the city.

- Okay. -Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Where are you going?

I'm coming with you.

No. No, no, no, no.

My friend ain't going to

be happy to see me.

Spencer...

I'm coming with you.

You know, your father always said

that you were the smart one.

You're the only one

who went to college.

Yeah, that's done me

a lot of good so far.

I'm serious.

You don't have to deal with

people like coda and sh*t.

Do something good for your

family and your life.

Just spare me, all right, man?

I've heard this lecture before.

You know your old man's

proud of you, right?

I know you've seen a lot

of f***ed-up sh*t today,

but this isn't your world.

I mean, it doesn't have to be.

This doesn't have to

be my world?

I didn't ask

for this sh*t, Spencer.

I know you didn't.

You know...

Do you know how many times

I've heard this before?

Ever since I'm a little kid,

they keep me at arm's length.

They never actually

let me know anything.

Then Jacob dies,

and all of a sudden,

he wants me around

so he can protect me.

Now I got you

driving me around all night.

Nobody ever asks me what I want.

All right? What about

what I want?

You think I wanna be

a f***in' lawyer?

Okay.

You do what you want to do.

But if you go in there, they're

gonna know you're involved.

They're gonna know you represent

your father. Is that what you want?

I don't care what

people think about me.

Two of my brothers are dead.

So maybe I do

represent my father.

If this guy knows something,

I wanna hear it.

Okay.

My man...

Let's roll.

No, no, no, no. Hey!

Hey!

You can't be here, laddie!

I only got room for one of us.

Where am I?

You're in dot's spot.

That's where you're at.

You needed help

and you came to me.

They did a number

on you, laddie.

They gave you quite

a beating, didn't they?

But they must have

had their reasons.

You could sit there

till you wake up,

then you gotta go.

There ain't nothin'

for you here. You hear?

Ain't room for more than one.

Don't do that.

Don't be tuggin' at it,

you're gonna get it

to bleeding again.

I just got

the damn thing to stop.

And don't touch it either.

No telling what's on those fingers.

You'll get it infected.

What'd you do to me?

Krazy glue.

Krazy glue.

Yeah. Sealed it

right up there.

You didn't know that trick,

did you, laddie?

Yeah.

That's right.

That's what it's for.

Better than stitches.

I always got some on me

in case I need it.

You Semper fi boys

should know better.

What?

Yeah.

I know you.

I saw your tattoos.

My boy was in the service, too,

long time ago.

Hmm.

I know your little tricks.

So don't start nothin'

with me, you hear?

'Cause I will fix you up

as I'll cut you down.

Believe me, you don't

want a piece of me.

You don't want a piece of me.

I can give you some water.

You need fluids.

Go on.

Go.

There you go. Here.

I want you to take this.

All right?

Take that.

Go on.

- What is this?

- Go on, take it.

Take it.

- What is this?

- Take it!

It'll get you

where you're going.

That's all you need to know.

Get you away from here, anyhow.

There, laddie.

Thank you.

Hey, hey. You can't

die in my spot.

Bring all sorts of hell

down on me.

They'll toss all my stuff again.

And I don't need that, you hear?

You just finish up

and go on. Be on your way.

You go on, laddie.

You go on now.

Go home.

You be good.

Laddie...

You be good now, laddie.

Be good.

You be good, laddie.

Be good, laddie.

Be good, laddie.

Go on, laddie, go!

Baby girl, coda in the back?

Yeah, he's here.

Is he alone?

Coda? I doubt it.

Tell him I'm

coming back there, will you?

He knows.

Gimme a shot

of debonair, please.

A new friend?

Who is this guy?

Coda?

He's old-school.

I'm running the thing,

but he knows what's going on.

How?

He makes it

his business to know.

So what, he just

gives you information?

Sometimes.

He doesn't make it easy though.

Man, why do you do this?

Do what?

Put up with all this.

My father and his bullshit.

Is it really worth it to you?

Baby girl, let me

get another one.

My partner introduced me to your

father when I was a rookie.

I didn't want

his money at first.

Thank you.

I wanted to be

a righteous, good cop.

But then I saw it.

I saw how my side was.

Ain't all different.

At least I know where

I stand with your father.

Put your hands

on the desk, coda.

- Oh, hey, get out.

- -F*** you, coda!

Just go.

F***.

Goddamn you, Spencer.

The f*** you want from me now?

Nothin'.

You tryin' to shake me down?

No, coda, I ain't

shaking you down.

I just need some information.

It's important.

Who's the kid?

That's none of your business.

He's one of the Oren's boys,

isn't he?

Keep your eyes on me, not him.

You're not in college

no more, boy.

You better know

what you're up to.

Hey!

I need some information

on a pro.

Yeah?

You got a name?

Garen Muller.

Never heard of him.

Come on, coda.

You don't have to

make this rough on yourself.

Tell me what I want,

and I'll leave.

Go f*** yourself, Spencer.

You're in over you head.

You just don't know it yet.

I asked you a question!

Ah! F*** you!

Uh-uh.

I'll blow your

f***in' head off, man.

Check the desk, Tevi.

Now that's a cute gun.

- F*** you.

- Keep it.

You know who I am, right?

You f***!

The man that we're looking for,

he killed my brother.

He snuck into his house,

murdered his wife,

his two little girls.

Cold blood.

Now, if you know anything,

if you know where he is,

you can either tell us now,

or I could put a fresh coat of brains all

over that ugly f***ing paint behind you.

If I say anything,

he'll know it came from me.

Who is "he"?

Who the f*** is he,

motherf***er?

He's a ghost!

He's a scary motherf***er, man.

Who hired him?

I don't f***in' know.

He comes, he goes.

It ain't my business.

You ever met him?

Yeah, I met him once,

a long time ago.

F***!

Is this him?

No, that ain't him.

So how does this sh*t work, huh?

What, he calls you,

you call him?

When he's in town,

he needs something,

he calls me.

You got a number?

Burners.

Man ain't stupid.

Changes phones more than

he changes his pants.

What did he need this time?

Place to lay low.

Sort of bed and a quarter.

Someplace private.

Is that it?

That's all I know.

What else you want from me?

A motherfuckin' address, coda.

I hope you find him.

A**hole.

What about my gun?

I'm keeping this sh*t.

It's my dad.

Hey, don't answer that.

I have to.

Hello.

- Where are you?

- I'm at the warehouse.

Why haven't you

answered my calls?

I... I didn't see

that you called.

What's going on?

What do you mean?

No one's answering

the phone, son.

Are you gonna tell me

what's goin' on,

or do I have to come down there?

Nothing's happening.

It's just, uh...

We get bad reception

in this warehouse, I think.

It's... old.

We're waiting for Lenny.

Lenny's still missing?

"Missing"? He...

I don't know. We've just

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