Gun Page #2

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You get in our way

and we won't hesitate to kill you.

Also recovered from the scene,

was a Smith & Wesson 500 revolver,

the world's most powerful handgun.

Now, get this.

The serial numbers were untouched,

which allowed us to trace its origins

back to its original factory inception...

back in August of 2008,

to when it was purchased by a Dan Evans.

He was a high-school mathematics teacher

and avid hunter,

and he bought it at KC Sports

in October of that same year.

The revolver was then reported stolen

in January, 2009, by Mr. Evans.

After running a ballistics match

on the firearm,

it was determined

that it was the same weapon...

that was used

in at least one fatal shooting incident...

down on College

and Franklin last May.

A background check

into the system...

was tracked back to a pawnshop

over on Burton Street,

where an attempt was made

to sell the firearm.

The pawnshop owner, however,

said no exchange was ever completed.

And that the seller allegedly

took the gun elsewhere.

Well, why would the shooter

leave the weapon behind?

To make a statement.

- To who?

- To everyone.

Whoever killed Mr. Ali Tyrell...

wanted the law-enforcement community to

know that

that would never lead back to him.

The pressure's on us

to get a conviction in this case.

I want you all to circle around the streets

to all your contacts.

Wherever this guy is,

that's where we want to be.

- All right, let's hit it.

- We'll be in touch.

- What you want?

- Whiskey, straight.

Another.

My man Johnny D asked me to stop by

and ask for a guy named Clinton.

What's up? You looking for company?

Yeah, I'm looking for a guy named Clinton.

You know what Clinton looks like?

Are you Clinton?

Then f*** doesn't matter to you?

You need to back your ass up out of here

before you get f***ed up.

Hey, yo. Come over here.

It's cool, it's cool. I know him.

Go get Dante, man.

- Angel Hawkins.

- Richie Taylor.

Have a seat.

Times change.

It's been 10 years, brother,

- Man, I ain't seen you since...

- I remember.

So what's up? Talk to me. How you been?

You know the drill.

Got out, went back in, out.

I get it. So what you into now?

- Crime.

- Crime?

Crime.

Hey, this is my man Angel. This is Clinton.

You already met Dante.

- We're gonna talk about that sh*t later.

- That's a nice hit.

Hey, Mona, think we can get

some cognac over here?

- Here you go, babe.

- I appreciate you.

No doubt.

Let me know if you need anything else,

all right?

Thank you.

Let me tell you

about this motherf***er, man.

About 10 years ago, I was working

muscle for this cat Carl Stewart.

Used to run blocks south of 44th Street.

Angel here was running point

for his distribution.

Suddenly, the cops show up.

Had to be a rat involved.

Don't nobody know

how the f*** they knew where we was at.

So sh*t go crazy.

Motherfuckers start shooting. Pow, pow, pow!

You know me, I hit me a couple niggas

right away. Boom, boom!

They light the joint up before the cops

could actually kick the door in.

Come on.

Angel here helped me out of there.

- Got me out of a 20-year stretch.

- At least.

That's one thing all us street niggas

got in common, hear me?

No matter what color we are,

we all hate the cops, man.

You got that right.

So what you say you came in here for?

Looking for something clean.

You still enforcing?

No. It's personal.

You looking for somebody

to handle it for you?

No.

No, I can take care of it.

Me personally, I'm more of a revolver guy,

but this should do.

Toss it in the river when you're done.

No, this one's on me.

Thanks a lot.

If you're ever looking for any work,

anything like that...

It's here, man.

I could use a guy like you.

- Thanks, Richie.

- You got an open invitation, man.

Thanks a lot.

How the f***

did you let that nigga do that to you?

He caught me with a good one.

Caught you with a good one.

Ask him how that sh*t happen.

He almost got popped.

- Hey, this is Lisa.

- And Hayley.

We can't get to the phone right now,

but if you leave a message,

we'll get back to you.

I think the lady's gonna have a mojito.

I'm not interested.

You don't even know that yet.

Yes, I do.

I think the lady asked you nicely

to leave her alone.

Next one ain't coming out my hand.

Can I have an apple martini for the lady?

Hennessy Black on the rocks.

- You're late.

- I didn't know you cared.

I care about my time, which you're wasting.

You have your sales report?

Opened a few new trade routes,

merged with a few high-profile clients.

But what I really need to do

is expand my inventory.

Thank you.

Think you can handle this load?

Pushy and greedy

Living, deceiving

I knew we'd end up this way

Now I undress you

As I assess you

Making it all seem okay

It's going down,

'cause I'm around

50 Cent, you know how

I gets down, down

What up, blood?

What up, cuz?

What up, blood?

What up, gangsta?

What up, blood?

What up, cuz?

What up, blood?

What up, gangsta?

- You know something, partner?

- What's that?

We work for the same system

that helps protect guys like that.

You know it, I know it and he knows it.

But we have to sit back

like a couple of f***ing a**holes...

while innocent people get killed,

until we can prove what we already know

to a court of law.

Well, that's what makes

this country great.

Un-f***ing-believable.

Oh, sh*t!

Detective Rogers... Wow!

Still on the force?

Thought you retired by now, man.

- Ain't it pension time?

- Yeah, you're right, Taylor.

I am getting too old for this sh*t.

There's just one more scumbag

I got to take care of.

Yeah?

You don't like me, do you, Jenkins?

Does it look like I like you?

So what's got you old dogs

snooping around here?

Well, you know, I just felt like purchasing

some high-powered firearms this afternoon.

You know, I thought I'd come in,

maybe pick up an AK with my bourbon.

- Oh, you got the wrong address.

- How's that?

Me personally, I hate guns. You know?

But I did hear there's some

high-powered weapons on the street.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yeah.

The type that'd shred a car like this

from a mile away.

So you guys be careful out here, you know?

'Cause people crazy, man.

You read the newspaper?

See you around.

Motherf***er.

- Dante, let me know how these eggs taste.

- I got you.

- About time.

- Let me know if y'all need anything else.

Um, yeah, I'm gonna need you

to really stop playing around with me

and let me live.

- Y'all crazy.

- Hey, boo-boo.

- Richie Rich, what's happening?

- What's up?

- What's good?

- I don't really know.

- Everything.

- Yeah.

Well, well, guess who's back.

Sorry to interrupt.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Yeah.

When my food come, tell 'em

to keep it warm for me, all right?

All right.

Sure not Mona? The food?

- Both of 'em, all right.

- I gotcha.

Hey, what's up? What's crackin'?

How'd that thing go?

Good.

You know I'd have handled that for you

if you needed me to, right?

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