Hero of the Underworld Page #3

You got a picture of Miss Holly?

- I don't.

- How was I supposed

to help you find her?

- I was hoping you'd know her

by her name and description.

- I don't.

- Anywhere else you

can buy around here?

- Where she live?

- I'm not sure, exactly.

Maybe 34th Street.

- Sh*t, you on 34th Street now.

Unless you talking

bout by the river.

- I might be.

- That's Tino

Henoya's area, bro.

- I'll look him up.

- We done?

What else you need, bro?

- Give me two bags.

- What you need?

- I'm looking for this tall

redhead, her name's Holly.

You know the girl

I'm talking about?

- You a cop?

Oh sh*t, long time, D.

- Yeah.

She left something at

the hotel I work at.

- And you tracking her down?

- It's important

that I find her.

- You the one that beat her up?

- No way, man, some shitbag

boyfriend did that to her.

He also stole her money,

and I got it back.

- You want to just give it

to me and I'll pass it on?

- Tino, I gotta find her.

- You still work

at the same place?

- Century Grand,

it's 46th Street...

- Yeah, I know where it's at.

I'll tell Holly you

got her money, aight?

- Just tell her I got something

I want to give her, all right?

- You want her to come

to the hotel to get it?

- I doubt she's gonna

want to go back there.

Look, how bout this, let me

give you my home address.

Just tell her to

come here, all right?

- So you at the same spot?

- Yeah.

- Yo, that chick Holly,

you change her hair, her face,

she looks just like...

- Yeah.

- Look, all I do is sell, man.

People don't want to

buy, I don't force sh*t.

I promise you, I

had nothing to do

with what happened to Rachel.

- Yeah, I know.

- You still on that heavy stuff?

- Off and on, you know,

I don't shoot up anymore.

- Where you buying from?

- Here and there, man.

Don't worry bout it.

- I do worry about it.

Some of that street sh*t

is crazy, you heard?

- Look man, could you just

pass this on to her, all right?

- I got you.

F***, let's drive around

the block or something, man.

What you need?

- Give me one bag.

- Hey, baby girl. How you doing?

- I'm okay.

- Some guy came around

here looking for you today.

- Tell him to f*** off and die.

Tell him to give me my money.

- He did say he had

something for you.

- Who? Davis?

Not a chance.

- Nah, this guy's

name was Dylan.

He's the hotel manager

at the Central Grand.

- Did you fall asleep again?

- Uh, yeah.

Yeah.

I'm the boss, I get

to do what I want.

- I know.

I'm just wondering.

- Night manager gets to

make the rules, okay?

As long as we get

through the night and

the hotel's here in the

morning, I've done my job.

- I heard that when Elan

that the night shift manager,

he spent half his time at

the Kevin St. James bar.

- Patrick used to talk

to his girl all night.

Okay, what's up?

- We're all out of rooms, and

this guy wants to check in.

- Sh*t, we're at full capacity?

- I told you that

20 minutes ago.

- Yeah, I know, yeah,

I remember that.

You caught me in the middle

of a sleep cycle or something.

- All right, who's got rooms?

- The Marriott Marquis.

- I'm gonna be able to

sell to all the top people.

It's just a matter of

convincing them on the upgrades.

Hold on a minute, Jim.

What the hell is taking so long?

- Sir, unfortunately we

don't have any rooms left.

- What?

Jim, did you hear that?

Are you serious?

- Yes.

- Well, what the f***

am I supposed to do?

- We have to walk

you to another hotel.

- Well this is f***ing bullshit.

This is,

what the f*** does, what

does that even mean?

We've arranged a room for

you at the Marriott Marquis.

We'll pay for your

cab fare there.

You get the same room

rate as you would here.

Tomorrow night you're

guaranteed a room here,

and it's free.

It's actually a

really good deal.

- Really?

See, I don't see it that way.

I'm here now,

and my bags are here,

and the company's paying

for the f***ing room,

so what do I care?

Motherfuckers.

- That's what you get for

checking in after 5 am, jackass.

Did you hear Cesar's

back on nights tomorrow?

- Yep, Rico told me.

- Guess we can expect to see

more call girls and escorts.

- I've never worked with

Cesar on nights before.

- He has a deal with every

call girl in the city.

Foreign businessman walks

in and says he wants action,

Cesar hooks him up

with whatever he needs.

And he gets a little bonus money

from both the call

girl and the guest.

The bastard's making

more money here

than both of us put together.

- Hear Scarlett Johansson's

checking in tomorrow night?

- Yeah, you mentioned it.

So what's her name?

It's like Greta Wanderking,

something ridiculous.

- Thought they changed the names

to throw off the

paparazzi as well?

- Yeah, no, they

change the names

every five months or so.

She has reservations

at a bunch of hotels.

- Hmm. Where's she staying?

- She's staying here.

Chris knows her manager.

He said we'd give her

the star treatment.

How much time we got left?

- 57 minutes.

Watching every one.

- I'm gonna go downstairs.

I don't really feel like

seeing Henry tonight.

If he needs me,

tell him to call me.

You can hold down the fort

for a little while, right?

- Putting me in charge?

Hell, all I've got to do

is make sure the hotel

is still here in

the morning, right?

- You listen.

- Yeah.

All right, wait.

All right, cool.

Um, yeah.

No no no, that's

fine, that's fine.

Let's do that.

I don't know, we'll work on it.

All right look,

I gotta go, okay?

- Hey Phillip, what's up man?

- Everything good?

- Yeah Phil, you know,

I'm just working.

- Yeah, I heard you're at the

Grand now man, that's great.

Good for you.

- I'm the overnight manager now.

- What? Good for you.

That's awesome.

- I can't handle

the hours, though.

- Ah, don't whine to

me about the hours.

You think all I do

is jerk off all day?

I wish I had time to do that.

All I do is work.

- Well, you got a lot more

energy than I do, Phil.

You talked to Mom lately?

- C'mon bruh, I thought

we were just going

to have a nice dinner.

- Jeez, I'm just

wondering, Phil.

- Yeah.

Yeah, I talk to her.

- What's she been up to?

- Same stuff.

- Maybe I should

call her, you know?

- Yeah, I don't know about that.

- Why not?

- Don't give me that

sh*t, you know why.

- 'Cause my girlfriend hung

herself in my apartment?

- Jesus f***ing Christ Dyl,

what the hell is wrong with you?

- I'm just asking if that's why

she doesn't want to talk to me.

- You really want

to go there, huh?

- Go there.

- Maybe it's because she thinks

you still got problems.

- And not talking to

me is the solution?

- You wanna put the

cards on the table, huh?

Are you still on the stuff?

- No, no man, you know,

yeah, no.

- That's great.

If that's true, that's great.

- I still got

problems, though, Phil.

You know, it's

dealing with the pain.

- Are you clean or not?

- Every once in a while I

still got problems and...

- C'mon man, get

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