Exit Wounds Page #3

Maybe you're just hiding a wire

under your shirt.

Think l am a plant?

Maybe that was your cover.

l.A.'s tried everything else

to slip a mole in here.

Go for it.

Go easy on the first time.

Give him 25.

Twenty-five, my ass!

The bad guys are out there.

Not in here.

Give me my money!

See you making friends fast.

Just take some deep breaths,

in and out. How do you feel?

Electrified.

Yeah, you will be all right.

lt's just a hazing thing.

Everybody goes through it.

Well, welcome to the 1-5.

-Orin Boyd?

-Yeah.

Hey, you're from the 2-1, right?

They said you were coming.

l am George Clark.

Nice to meet you, George.

You're like a legend, man.

l used to read about you

in some new caper every week.

-Don't believe everything you read.

-l don't.

But there was one l was curious about.

You beat a suspect unconscious

with a dead cat?

-No.

-No?

Cat wasn't dead.

All right. That's funny.

Cop who came in to break it up,

who was that?

Strutt. Sergeant Lewis Strutt.

He's a good man, a fair man.

Don't worry about Montini.

Sh*t happens.

Who was Montini trying to set up?

That would be Latrell Walker.

Why you ask? You going after him?

Hey, how you doing?

What do you need?

Need to see the log book.

-Here.

-Thanks.

Who or what are you looking for?

Just some shitbird who thinks

he got away clean.

Can you run a check? All l have

is a name, Latrell. Black male.

This isn't the Hall of Records.

Check records downtown.

Thanks a lot.

Happy to help you.

l am the janitor.

My daughter's in the office.

Stay down.

l am one of the good guys. Come here.

Freeze! Don't move!

l am a cop.

Bruce, get it out of the way.

Can l get you guys

in this area over here?

Keep it back. Sorry, people,

you will have to stand back.

Officer Boyd.

What have you got?

Take a look at this.

This was taken at the police

evidence locker.

Whenever there's large quantities of

narcotics, they keep it in the vault.

There were six guys. They wore masks,

and their voices were altered.

How much did they take?

About 50 kilos of heroin.

Wait. Can you rewind that bit?

-Freeze on that guy.

-You got it.

Now, can you zoom in right there?

What do you think this is?

Monday Night Football?

Best l can do is 50 percent.

What do you think?

-Rolex?

-lt's a TAG.

Height, l'd say about five-ten?

l'd say so.

And he's black.

Hey, guys.

Hey, look who's here.

-Hey, Montini.

-What's up?

Giving Boyd a preview

of the playback from security.

Boyd. What are you doing here?

Whose case did you screw up this time?

You guys mind giving us a moment

to ourselves?

We have some catching up to do.

l am just f***ing with you.

No hard feelings

about the other night.

l would have done the same thing.

-So, what happened here?

-Property vault was hit.

Fifty kilos of heroin stolen.

Someone's having a big party tonight.

-What, professional hit?

-Pros wouldn't be so sloppy.

Probably right. l am going to head up.

You get wind of anything, let me know.

All right.

What were you doing at Piper Tech?

Last time l checked,

this was the men's locker room.

Answer the question, Boyd.

l was driving by

and l heard the call.

l told you,

l don't tolerate lone wolf behavior.

You got a problem, come to me.

lt's my only problem.

All right. l will tell you what.

You're back.

But, you're walking the beat. And l am

not letting you out without a leash.

Hey, George.

Stop robbing the vending machine.

Come over here.

l want to know every move you make...

...or l will have you typing out

reports till your retirement.

That damn machine

ate my quarters again.

-Fifth time.

-Whatever.

George, meet your new partner here.

New partner?

You mean the two of us?

You make a nice couple.

lt's me, George.

-Okay?

-What are you doing here?

Making a mistake

picking you up for work.

Nice place you got here.

Good morning and welcome

to Detroit A.M.

I am your host.

-Henry Wayne.

-l love this guy.

Today, we will face your worst fears.

What really ticks you off? Me?

It's on the freeway, stuck behind some

idiot going 55 in the fast lane.

-He's a little carried away.

-What did I do?

Did I casually flip him the bird?

Or did I fantasize about running

them off the road...

...and cutting

their freaking head off?

So we got a 12-block stretch.

l like to cruise once or twice,

let the people know we're out here.

Then we can walk it on foot.

l grew up in this area, man.

Now look at it.

Thugs turned it into sh*t.

Slowly getting a handle on it though.

Might turn this place around

after all.

-You married, George?

-Five years next month.

Beautiful woman.

Stuck by me through a lot of sh*t.

Got a 14-month-old boy.

What about you?

Same old clich. l guess she got

tired of all those sleepless nights.

Tell me about Montini.

He's a bully. Been in four shootings.

He's still standing. Figure that out.

Hangs out with that mountain man,

Useldinger.

What's the story with him?

Strong as an ox.

Got the lQ of a handball.

He was a police officer down South,

spent a year undercover in the KKK.

Wound up taking down a cell all

by himself. That guy's an animal.

Good thing Strutt came in...

...because he knows we're all

on the same team.

-What's the story with Strutt?

-He knows everyone.

Need extra cash, he can get you

a security gig.

Tickets to the Red Wings,

he can make it happen.

Anything you want. He's the ultimate

concierge. A tough bastard too.

Sometimes, on duty,

he doesn't wear his gun.

Once pulled a rabid Doberman off this

boy and killed it with his bare hands.

So...

...you got a thing for Mulcahy?

l saw the way she was eyeing you.

How long has she been your commander?

About a year now.

And she did a stint over at l.A.

Cleaned up a lot of precincts too.

Left l.A. to come over to the 15th.

What do you see?

That yellow Hummer.

l know.

l am barely making ends meet

and that's that fool's fifth car.

-Who?

-His name's T.K.

He owns a club called the Static.

Hey!

l need to see a little bit more green.

Come on, put it on.

l like color.

Oh, yeah. Put it on.

That's it. Squeeze it on.

There you go. Hey, baby.

Put them on the glass.

Them some titties.

Them titties for you all!

That's for you.

What's going on, Joe? Everything cool?

All right.

How's the crowd tonight, man?

All right. See you upstairs.

Yo, what's up, dog? All right, man.

He's here.

Bring the truck around back.

Why you looking for him?

Because l want my grill back.

Yeah, tell her to keep shaking that ass!

Look at Rockefeller here. What is it?

Too rich to count money

the old-fashioned way?

Yo, close the door.

Sitting behind my desk in my office at

my club wanting me to close my door?

You paid for it.

Look like you need a drink.

You think this deal won't go through?

T, come on, man.

All right.

l will get that drink for you.

Boss.

T, come here for a minute.

What's up, dog?

Where would l be without you, dog?

All by your motherfucking self.

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