Exit Wounds Page #4
You right.
Now, get my drink, b*tch!
Nigga, l got your b*tch.
We have an open mike tonight. Come
downstairs and tell some jokes.
l said, l want to see asses shaking!
Damn!
Baby. Can l have a Hennessy Paradis?
Sure, T. We still on for tonight?
Sorry. l can't make that tonight.
But l promise.
l will make it up to you.
Why'd you even make plans with me?
l just need a couple more days
to work some sh*t out.
After that, l am yours.
Sh*t. By the end of the night,
you just might....
F*** me!
Dang! Now you talking.
Sh*t!
What's up, man? What's up?
What's the matter?
You couldn't get in VlP?
Have a drink, motherf***er.
Say hello to my sumo Negro.
He about to turn your ass
into sashimi.
You in trouble now, sucker.
You ain't doing sh*t. Get his ass!
There you go, Joe! Kick his ass.
Sh*t.
Get out of my way! Move!
Freeze! Police!
Put the briefcase down.
Hands in the air.
Up against the wall.
Keep them against the wall.
Got anything in your pocket?
What's this? Don't move.
Got a permit for this?
Come on! Grab the gun! Let's roll!
Oh, sh*t!
Sh*t! l am f***ing up my Versace sh*t!
Come on, dog. Pull me through. Sh*t!
What are we doing, Boyd?
What are we f***ing doing?!
Either we call backup
or get out of here.
What backup? We ain't here.
Would you answer my question?
l almost f***ing died tonight.
Sit down before you fall down.
How are you doing? Come sit down.
-And you are?
-Officer Boyd. l have questions.
Before you even get into all that...
...you shouldn't be asking me.
l know nothing.
Let's start with something simple
like who is Latrell Walker?
Never heard of him.
Says in here he visited you a number
of times. ls he a friend of yours?
Said l'd never heard of him.
Are you deaf or something?
No, l am persistent.
l ran a check on this guy.
Came up empty. Guy's clean,
like a little too clean.
No warrants, no accidents,
no parking tickets.
lt's like he was born yesterday,
and that makes me nervous.
Your point is?
l want to know what your relationship
is with him.
Did he take over your business
when you went away?
What business you even talking about?
ls it meth? ls it coke?
lt was heron.
Thought you knew that.
l know it say it right there.
Come on, man.
The cops swear you all
know everything, man.
Know what, man?
You didn't learn nothing in juvie.
Supposed to teach you not to piss your
life away and you come right back.
That's real clever. You know?
You ain't got a clue what's going on.
Your eyes is glued the f*** shut.
Pig.
You want to do 10 years?
That's your business.
lf l were you, l'd be grabbing
for every lifeline tossed out.
You can't help me, man.
Can't help me at all.
in the same league as Michael Jordan.
You don't have to be in shape
to play golf.
You walk everywhere, for chrissakes.
But Woods bench presses 300 pounds.
Well, unless he
bench presses my dick, l....
l am really not impressed,
to tell you the truth.
-l'd say Wayne Gretzky's the best.
-You freaking Canadians.
You worship the guy.
You'd crucify the mother, ay?
Whatever, Dinger.
l got one. Babe Ruth.
-Baseball?
-Who?
Oh, man.
Fall asleep during the action.
Don't knock baseball.
That's un-American.
Wake me up when it's over.
Come on, guys. Come on.
The greatest athlete
without a doubt was Muhammad Ali.
He could defeat you with his mind.
He would never have to put a finger
on you and have you psyched out.
-To The Greatest.
-To The Greatest.
Hey.
How's your head?
Head is fine.
lt's my pride that's still hurting.
Question for you.
Six months ago, there was a bust.
Shaun Rollins. Remember?
Yeah, vaguely. Why?
Anything suspicious about that arrest?
Far as l can remember, it was clean.
Montini pays attention to detail
when he types those things up.
Montini was the arresting officer?
Yeah. Why?
Know where l could find him? To put
two and two together, even things up.
Relax, relax.
-The f*** you doing?
-Shut up. Hands down.
-What are you doing.
-Why you pressing me?
-Who's pressing you?
-You got a cop on my ass.
Same guy from the other night.
He's a Neanderthal.
He keeps popping up.
He's not one of ours.
l will take care of him.
But you, showing up here?
l should just shoot you in case....
Look, if l wanted to bust you...
...l would have brought you in a long
time ago. This is business.
l scraped together a lot of product
for our next deal.
-Forget it.
-How much?
Around 5 million.
Yeah, right.
You wanted seven figures,
that's what l brought.
lf not, then we do have a big problem.
lt will get me locked up until
l am eligible for social security.
l don't need social security, a**hole.
l need police security.
So before we do any more business...
...you let me know you got sh*t
under control.
All right.
Would it ease your worries
if l showed you our operation?
F***ing right.
Fine.
We will call you when we're ready.
You just have the money together.
Done.
Right after group and everything.
Boyd? Sh*t!
l just came in to use the phone.
Relax, man. l just need a favor.
Ladies, would you let me
talk to my friend?
You need me to go undercover?
l am like a chameleon.
lt looks like you're kicking a lot
of big ass there. How many guys?
Two, but they were huge.
They were meatpackers.
l could have used some of your moves.
Maybe you could teach me.
Yeah, later. You know that expos you
did on the mob a few years ago?
How'd you get that intel?
l am resourceful. l work with the
l Team, a group of former P.l.s...
...who owe us their licenses due
to various felony convictions.
l need you to find out what you can
about a guy called Latrell Walker.
His identity seems to be a total scam.
And also what his connection is with
a guy called Shaun Rollins. Can you?
l will see what l can dig up.
Why'd you come to me?
l don't want to attract any attention.
Your peculiar methods
might work for me.
-What is this all about?
-lt might be nothing.
lf it's big, it's really big.
l just got to see how high up
this sh*t goes.
Don't screw this one up, man.
l won't, because l have seen you
when you're angry.
All right, ladies?
Come to papa.
-You want in on this?
-No.
l want to make a toast. To us
finally getting together for dinner.
But l just have one request.
l am listening.
No police talk.
No mentioning the latest homicide
or gang shooting.
Tonight, just happy thoughts. Agreed?
Agreed. To happy thoughts.
Good evening, commander.
What are you doing here, Boyd?
-You wanted to see me.
-ln my office, not here.
But l am here now, so let's talk.
l am sorry, but we were actually
right in the middle.
Why don't you take a walk?
lt's okay. Just give us five minutes.
l had to go to the men's room anyway.
How'd you find me?
What are you doing with this guy?
That is none of your business.
-He doesn't look right for you.
-And you do?
What did you want to talk to me about?
Why'd you visit Shaun Rollins?
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