Hero of the Underworld Page #2

- You know how to get

to the China Club?

- You're a guest here?

- Yeah.

- What room?

- 642.

- You go to 46th Street, make

a right, it's a half a block.

- All right, thanks buddy.

- Hey, you in charge here?

- Yes, I'm Dylan Barrick,

I'm the overnight manager.

- Did you call it in?

- No, my operator Candice did.

- Where's the girl?

- She's in the

bathroom with Candice.

This girl walks in the

lobby, and her face is

a mask of blood.

It turns out her

boyfriend beat her up.

- Where's he?

- Room 618, I got two of my

staff escorting her down.

- How bad?

- Oh, it's bad.

Oh, hey Jeff, nice

of you to show up.

- Ah man, we had

some sh*t going on.

- Who's this?

- This is our

security guard, Jeff.

He wasn't here; he had

some sh*t going on.

This girl,

- Did you get a name?

- Holly.

- What is it?

- Let's just say I'm not 100%

sure she's his girlfriend.

- What do you think, call girl?

- Well I was wearing

gloves, and I got

my operator Candice

doing the same thing.

- F*** you think

you're going, bro?

- Jerrod, ease up.

This is Jerrod Percy,

he's our front desk agent.

This is Rico Taylor,

he's one of our bellmen.

- Well, it's good

to see you, Jeff.

Glad you took your f***ing time.

When we got up

there, he was packed

and headed for the stairs.

- F*** you, man.

I had sh*t to do.

- Enough.

- What's your name?

- Davis Riley.

- What happened?

- We got in a fight.

- Dylan.

- Cuff him.

- Let's go.

- Mr. Barrick.

Mr. Barrick?

- Yeah? Yeah?

- We're gonna need to

get a statement from you.

All right?

- Okay.

Yeah. Whatever it takes.

I gotta go check that room.

No!

Hello?

Okay.

Yeah.

- She says he took her money.

- Sh*t.

- What is wrong with you?

- I was up all night.

- Yeah, you're the

night shift manager.

- It was a tough night, a**hole.

- Hey, don't you

talk that way to me.

- Back the f*** off, Henry.

- Guys.

C'mon.

- I don't know what

to tell you, Chris.

Yeah, he might have

come to the desk,

asked for the

safety deposit box,

but he had a key.

I mean, how do I know

whose money it is?

- I'll tell her to

file a police report.

- How much money

did she say he took?

- Try four grand.

- He had a key.

- I can't believe I'm

here on my day off.

I can't get away

from this place.

When did all this happen?

- 30 minutes ago.

Right when I came

in to relieve Henry.

The girl from last night...

- Wait, Holly?

Is she here?

- She said she checked in

and deposited the money

before she went upstairs.

- Did the police find out

if she's a working girl?

- Turns out she really

is his girlfriend.

- Let's go talk to her.

- Ma'am?

We believe you're gonna have

to file a police report.

- I can't do that.

- Your boyfriend had a

key, you both checked in,

he was able to

retrieve the money.

- I just want my money back.

- I'm sorry, but

we don't have it.

- Please give it to me?

- Sister, you need

to lower your voice.

- Hey, back the f*** off, Henry.

- Don't you yell at me.

- I'm sorry, would you

give us a moment, please?

Guys, come on.

Don't ever pull that sh*t

in front of a customer.

I don't care what you

two have between...

- I'm sorry, Chris.

- Help me.

- Yo, you lost, bro?

- What's that?

- Yo, give me your motherfucking

money, motherf***er.

- Yo, f*** you man.

- No, f*** you.

It's so great being

with you, Rachel.

I love you so much.

- Mr. Dylan.

I have not seen you

around here for so long.

How have you been?

- I'm good, Enrique, good.

- And how is your girl, eh?

- We're not together anymore.

- Oh.

Oh, I am so sorry to hear that.

But good to see you, seor.

- So you are saying

he took her money?

- She's saying he

gave her the money.

- What do you

think about it all?

- What happened?

The guy's a piece of

sh*t, he got drunk

and he beat up his girl.

- So what are you doing here?

- This girl Holly, you know,

I just feel bad for her.

I want to see if

maybe there's a way

I can help her out.

- What happened to your hand?

- Some guy tried to mug me.

- How'd you do?

- I kicked his ass.

- So this girl, Holly,

she'd have to come down

and fill out a report.

- I figured as much.

But I'm thinking maybe I can get

her full name and her address?

- For what reason?

- You know man, I just

want to check up on her,

make sure she's okay.

Well we wouldn't

have her address, just his.

And wouldn't you have

the same information

from when he checked

into your hotel?

- Yeah, we might.

- So just get it there.

- Yeah, I'm here now.

You know, I'm

thinking I might want

to stay away from that

place for a day or two.

- What are you gonna

do with his address?

- Look man, I'm just

gonna check up on her.

I feel a little

responsible, and I just want

to make sure she's okay.

- I have to go talk to

somebody down the hall.

You know your way out?

- Yeah? Who're you?

- You were at the Century

Grand the other night?

- Yeah, so?

- I'm looking for Holly.

- Why's that?

- I have something

that belongs to her.

- Holly's gone.

So what do you got for her?

- Where'd she go?

- She has some apartment

up on 34th Street.

I don't know the address.

You know, my guess

is she's back out

on the street, but I

never know with her.

What can I tell

you, she's on horse,

she's a heroin addict.

- Why'd you hit her?

- Cause she wouldn't

listen to me.

I told her to stop injecting

that sh*t into her veins.

So I come in the other night...

- Drunk off your ass.

- Yeah, and, but she

was about to do it.

So I stopped her.

- By punching her in the face.

- Yeah. I mean, what

do you want me to say,

I'm a total dick.

There's nothing

you're gonna say to me

that's going to make

me feel any worse

than I already do.

I got huge problems, and

I really have trouble

controlling myself,

especially when I get drunk.

Understand?

- No. No man.

I don't understand how

a guy can beat the sh*t

out of a woman like that.

- Well, that's

'cause you're not me.

And you don't f***ing know me,

so don't f***ing judge me.

So, what are you, hot

for Holly or something?

- No.

- Lookit, I took

her off the street.

If she wants to go back on

the needle, fine, f*** her.

She wants to hit rock bottom

again, that's her business.

But if she comes back

here and she starts

f***ing lying to me again,

I'm gonna f***ing kill her

just to put her out

of her own misery.

- You took her money.

- F*** you. That

was my money, bro.

- I ain't your bro.

- Lookit, I gave her

money, and I said

she could keep it if

she stayed straight.

- Well, I want to

give it back to her.

- What, so she'll just

go buy drugs again?

- Give me the money.

- F*** you.

- I ain't playing, bub.

- What'd you come up here to

shake me down or something?

I'll put you in jail, you f***.

- Hey.

- What you need, man?

- I'm looking for a tall girl,

redhead, name's Holly?

- You a cop?

- No.

- What are you, then?

Her boyfriend?

- No, man.

- I get it.

You trying to be a hero.

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