Ghost Rider Page #4

You wouldn't believe me anyway.

Try me.

You'll think I'm crazy.

Maybe I am crazy.

I hope I'm crazy.

In my job, I've seen and heard

just about everything.

So there is nothing you can tell me

that's gonna surprise me.

Off the record?

Yeah.

I sold my soul to the devil.

And now I have to spare you.

- Spare me from what?

- The devil, on account I work for him.

That's why I couldn't make it to dinner.

Because you were

working for the devil?

Well, yeah. I'm his bounty hunter.

But it only happens at night,

like it is right now.

Whenever I'm around evil...

Evil people, evil spirits.

- I change into...

What?

Just a great big monster,

but I am learning to...

I'm getting control of it.

I'm trying to.

So tonight, you'll...

I believe so.

Which is why it's probably

a very good idea...

...that you run on home now, Roxie.

You're serious.

So this is your excuse?

For the past? For last night?

For everything?

The way I see it is

I've got a couple of choices:

I could either accept that you really

believe what you're telling me is true...

...and take you to

the nearest psychiatric hospital.

You see, now that...

Or I realize that you'd rather

make up ridiculous stories...

...than be honest with me...

...and I walk out of that door...

...forever.

- Don't move!

- Hands up!

Hands where we can see them!

Right over your head.

Johnny Blaze.

Yeah.

Captain Jack Dolan.

This is Officer Edwards.

You're coming with us.

Okay.

Let's try this again.

What about him,

you remember him?

This guy was three years

from retirement...

...never harmed a fly.

In fact, neither did

most of the corpses turning up...

...since you came home,

you son of a b*tch.

- I didn't kill anybody.

- Bullshit!

Okay, let's take a breather.

- It's warm in here.

- Warm?

Yeah, I'm burning up. Aren't you?

A little.

You want a cigarette?

Okay.

Mind if I do?

Okay, that was weird.

Look, Johnny,

I'm not asking for your help.

I'm asking you to help yourself.

I watch a lot of TV

and I know what you're doing.

Good cop, bad cop.

But you're both good cops.

And you provide

a very, very important civil service.

In fact, when I finish my stunt career...

...I intend to apply my skills

to being a motorcycle policeman.

So I'd love to help you.

But I didn't kill anybody.

Jesus Christ.

You gotta let me go.

The real killer's out there.

- Lookie here.

- But you're making a mistake.

What've we got?

Come on, move your ass!

Blaze, riding up to meet us.

Oh, God. Oh, please. Please,

you don't wanna put me in there.

Sorry, the Ritz was booked.

Oh, God.

Please, get me out of here!

You look like that Johnny Blaze.

Yeah, yeah, I hear that a lot.

Nah, that is you.

- That's him!

- Yeah, it is.

I saw you jump in the state fair

a few years ago.

I paid 10 bucks to watch you splatter.

But you didn't.

Looks like somebody's tripping out.

You might be a big shot

out there, Blaze...

...but in here you're nothing

but a monkey in a cage!

Now, I don't want any trouble.

I don't want any trouble.

Looks like trouble just found you.

Nice jacket.

Come on, man, leave him alone.

Get lost!

- The jacket's mine.

- Stop it!

Nice jacket.

Very nice.

You.

Innocent.

Forgive me, Father,

for I have sinned.

I've sinned a lot.

Hold it!

Where's the contract

of San Venganza?

I don't know

what you are talking about.

Don't lie to me! You've been protecting

it all these years, sworn to secrecy.

Sworn to keep it

from the likes of you!

There's an old saying:

"Raise no more devils

than you can lay down."

My father raised one too many.

Calling all units. Reported 10-50

in the downtown area.

Proceed with caution.

He's coming for us.

Abigor.

You know what to do.

Rider.

I have a suspect fleeing west

on Cherry. Repeat, west on Cherry.

- That's a dead end. You got him.

- 10-4 on that.

What's the suspect's location?

- Up.

- What?

The suspect is going up.

Oh, my God.

People, help me.

Go, go, go!

Surround him!

Make a perimeter! Let's go!

Come in, please.

- Come here!

- No!

You're pissing me off.

Okay, okay.

Sorry.

Take a right.

You should've joined us, Rider.

Soon we will have the contract...

...and then you'll only be a footnote

in the history of the new hell.

Time to clear the air.

You're a slow learner,

aren't you, Rider?

You cannot catch the wind!

No!

Oh, my God.

Johnny.

Prepare to fire!

- Fire!

- Don't!

Now we know his weakness.

They know who I am.

- Who's that?

- What? Everybody.

You don't watch TV?

What's the matter with you?

Is this thing ever gonna end?

It'll end if you can catch him.

What's really going on?

"Carter Slade."

Legend has it he was

a Texas Ranger. Man of honor.

But he got greedy.

Found himself locked up,

waiting on the gallows.

Stranger came to see him.

Offering freedom.

Slade made a deal.

Ended up a Ghost Rider.

What's he gotta do with this?

Remember that contract

the stranger made...

...with the people of San Venganza?

The story goes that Slade

was sent there to collect all the souls.

But what he found there was so evil...

...that he took the contract

and rode off.

He stole it.

Keep Mephistopheles

from getting his hands on it.

Some people say

he was buried with it.

- Was he?

- I don't know.

What I do know is that Blackheart is

coming, and he'll do anything to get it.

That's why it's important for you to

stay away from friends and family...

...anybody he can use against you,

because he will.

Roxanne.

Johnny?

Johnny?

God!

Sorry! Sorry!

Ma'am, you gave me a start.

- I'm looking for Johnny.

- Yeah. You and me both.

- Have you heard from him?

- No.

But I heard he got in trouble.

He got arrested, yeah? What for?

Yeah, well, if this gets out in

the press, his career is over.

Yeah, trust me, his career's

the least of it.

You know, you seem like a nice lady,

and you're pretty and all...

...but we were riding the gravy train

on biscuit wheels...

...then you showed up,

everything went to hell.

So why don't you go back

to wherever it is you came from?

I can't go back. Not now.

Then tell me what the hell's going on!

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Look, you don't know me...

...but I love him.

So if there's anything you know

that can help, anything...

Lately, he's been reading

these really weird books...

...and they're messing with his mind.

He's writing stuff down and staying up

late. And he does it over here.

You can go through this stuff,

and I don't know if it means anything.

Where's Roxanne?

Dude. Where've you been?

Everybody's out looking...

- Where is she?

- She's out looking for you.

Jesus.

Not even close.

You have his heart.

Now I'm gonna break it.

Roxanne?

Mack.

Roxanne.

Look into my eyes.

Your Penance Stare

doesn't work on me.

I have no soul to burn.

I guess the Caretaker

forgot to mention that, huh?

Surprise!

He sent you to bring me back.

I'm not going back.

I like it here.

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