Dead Man Down Page #2

you don't have a choice.

Back so soon?

Beatrice.

Beatrice,

tell me what went wrong.

Beatrice.

Ah, Laszlo.

Sorry I'm late.

No problem.

You look good.

It's good to see you.

Were you worried I was

going to forget your name?

Ah...

Convention.

You forget what it's like.

It's Andras who gave us

the body for your grave.

Whose body?

Someone who

deserved it, I'm sure.

Is this where

the whores are kept?

No, no, you are looking for

your mother's boat. Two down.

We met.

Two days after when

they left you for dead.

Yeah.

Soviet modified

Dragunov.

Shoots 7.62 by 5.4 rounds.

With all Russian PSO scopes. Comes

with bayonet suppressor as well.

Heavier than I expected.

I'll take it.

Okay. All set.

What did he say?

Andras?

For 14 months you've

infiltrated Alphonse.

They wanted to know

why you've been waiting for so

long to do what needs to be done.

He said if he was lucky enough

to be standing, like you are,

he'd want revenge, too.

But we're all worried

you wait too long.

Always kill the devil quickly when

you find him. That was his advice.

I said you wanted to be close

enough to watch him suffer.

But I really don't know

the reason you're waiting.

So now...

Now.

Say it

in English for me.

I...

...tied...

Yes?

- I tied...

- Yes?

...my shoe. Today.

You tied what?

DELPHINEI My shoe.

Your shoe?

Bigger smile than that. That's

not the biggest smile you have.

So?

Nothing. No one

has seen your brother.

It's been two weeks,

lam telling you.

He never goes more than a few

days without calling me.

You know him. Sometimes

he likes to get away.

No. Something is wrong.

What have I done to you?

Where have you taken me?

I need foodstuffs.

I can help you.

If you let me go,

he will spare you.

My brother, he will

not stop looking for me.

And he will find you.

Even if you get his money,

even if they pay,

he will find you.

You don't know who

you're messing with!

He will kill you!

He will kill you!

Monster's here.

Monster!

Hey, monster...

If you put a bag over your head,

we might hook up with you.

You have to

take off your shoes.

My mom likes to

keep the floor clean.

How long

will it take?

Long enough

to be prepared.

You say he goes to

this bar every night?

Yeah.

You know where he works?

He's looking for work.

As much as I

could find out, I did.

I never thought

about it before.

Revenge.

But when I saw you kill

that man in your apartment,

I knew I had my answer.

Why did you do it?

I just want to

know more about you.

I'm not here by choice.

Oh!

We have company.

She can't hear us. She lost

most of her hearing as a child.

Oh, I forgot my

cookies in the oven.

I took them out

for you, Mom.

Oh, okay.

I'm looking for

my hearing aids.

Mom, I'd like you

to meet Victor.

Oh!

Hello, Victor.

Nice to meet you.

Well, you look good.

You want to stay

for lunch?

We're having chicken. Lemon chicken.

It's very good.

And cookies, too.

We love cookies

in this house.

You want cookies?

I can't stay, madame.

Oh, I want to show

you something.

Pictures of Beatrice.

You can see she

has excellent genes.

Isn't she pretty?

You see

how beautiful she is?

Mmm.

I want it done as

soon as possible.

- Maman?

- Yes.

Victor has to go.

Au revoir, Victor.

It was nice meeting you.

Oh, I forgot...

You'll hear from me

when it's done.

- Cookies.

- Uh...

It's for you.

Take them.

A bit grumpy-

Him, I have

a good feeling about.

Crackerjack.

Got any grass?

That depends.

Information is power,

my friend.

You see anyone

take a photo up there?

Already told.

Already told who?

Another guy.

A guy like you.

This is my friend Paul.

Did you tell him?

- Hello.

- It's Lon.

You know,

people are flipping out.

You weren't sanctioned

to do Harry.

Or his men. Or leave a house

full of dead Jamaicans!

No, I told you...

Can you try to imagine...

Look, Lon... Imagine what

the f*** I'm dealing with?

No. You need to

come see me right now.

You don't appreciate

the severity of this.

You come now.

I'm gonna be at Cafe Cora.

So...

We got dead Jamaicans, huh?

I'm listening.

Well, Lon,

for the last three months,

Harry was messing with me.

Trying to freak me out.

Sending little notes

like this

with pictures, and threats

and f***ed-up sh*t.

I don't think he was too happy

with the percentage deal.

Okay.)'-

I went in there

to get answers,

not dead Jamaicans.

Mmm-hmm.

Turned out that way.

I lost two guys.

And truth is, I could have been

just as dead as both of them.

You know Joe Bragg?

And Herbert?

Lowell Khan.

And Weinberg?

They're my colleagues.

Yeah.

Each

received photos like these.

Yeah?

Yo, Vic.

Where you at?

I'm in the middle

of something.

Hey, listen, I was right.

Alphonse is still in danger.

This was not Harry and

his men doing this sh*t.

How do you know that?

You know Cafe Cora?

Can you get there?

I can find it.

Yeah, look, Alphonse is

there with Lon Gordon.

I'm gonna call

the rest of the crew

and get them down there,

all right?

How'd you know

it wasn't Harry?

I'll be there in five.

F***.

Yo, Terry.

Yeah?

I'm gonna look at

these photos another way.

'Cause whoever's doing this is

taking it seriously enough now

to let us know that the loans

to you, they're not secure.

That's respect enough

to let us know his intentions.

You're not gonna be around.

You may not be

around to collect.

Lon, that's exactly what

Harry wanted you to think.

I got a note, too.

This morning.

It's addressed to you.

Englishmen and Jamaicans, they

don't send notes like this.

Not after they've been killed

in their own house.

What does it mean?

What does it mean?

And this key was taped to it.

You know what

that key is for?

I want you to get

the books and the deeds

together for me now,

all right?

Every building

you owe us for.

You understand this,

don't you?

So the uptown buildings, you're

pulling out of the deal?

We're not

pulling out, Alphonse.

You're just in no condition

right now to pull in.

Sh*t!

Alphonse...

Not right now.

There's a problem.

We need to go.

He's here.

What?

Oh, sh*t! Blotto's down.

Get the sh*t!

Jesus! Get down!

Darcy! It's coming

from the roof!

Get in the car!

Up there!

Go, go, go!

Get the f***

out of here!

Luco! You watch the elevator!

Dolph and Charles

come upstairs!

Kilroy, back stairs

with me! Now!

Darcy, he got out

from the fifth floor.

What?

He went out the window!

From the fifth f***ing floor?

He's crazy.

Darcy!

What the f***?

Sh*t! F***!

Victor?

Sh*t!

Where is he?

They wasted Goff.

They wasted

Charles, too.

Over here! Come on!

Get in!

Come on!

Over here!

Come on!

What the f***

are you doing?

Turn the f*** around!

Turn the f*** around!

What the f***!

Hi. I'm Beatrice.

You told me to get here.

I'm sorry

I made him late.

What's going on?

See you later.

Did you see anyone

running here, Vic? No.

Oh, sh*t!

He took out Blotto, Goff

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