Marauders Page #4

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F*** you, "f*** that",

do you have any idea

how incriminating it

is what you just did?!

There's just no

pleasing you, man.

Well, you keep

trying, don't you Mims?

- Yeah.

- I got agents downstairs,

they'll be taking the money

off your hands.

[thunder booms]

[blender whirs]

[whispers] Hey.

I made you breakfast.

You're home so late.

How you feeling?

Better.

You're here.

So are you hungry?

I'm okay.

I can't keep anything down.

Can you just hold me?

I was having the best dream.

[indistinct chatter]

Are the security

measures in place?

Yes, sir, top of the line.

Staff was prepped this morning.

The f***?

[man] Press is already

making their own assumptions.

For the first time,

they're probably right.

Vanessa Adler, she's a

reporter for Channel 12, right?

The one with big tits.

She's also a writer

for The Plain Daily.

I only know

about the big tits.

Look, Monty's assigned you to

Detective Mims and his crew.

What?

Gotta coordinate with CPD.

Cops hates Feds,

you're the newest.

Least amount of hate.

Don't take any sh*t

from those a**holes.

Thanks for meeting me.

I felt bad for never giving you

anything at West Chester.

Do you think

this is political?

I don't know.

Apparently you do.

Seven of 16

Ohio Representatives

and one of our

Senators have accounts

at Hubert's West Chester branch.

I'm sure they have

lots of accounts.

Not with safety deposit boxes

where people keep their dirt.

Hubert lures these guys

in so he can spy on them.

That's interesting.

I don't recall reading

that in your article.

Oh, that's far too sensitive

a topic with not enough facts.

And beyond that,

papers don't usually

print stories of

conspiracy against

the bank they owe money to.

So the paper wouldn't go against

its funding for a story,

but with

solid evidence you would.

It would have to

be beyond solid.

- Hey.

- Hi.

At least drink the f***ing wine

so I can send you

to AA or something.

Give me a Bushmills Black.

- [bartender] Here you go.

- Thank you.

What do you think

Velasquez is doing right now?

Oh, come on.

Getting high?

Remembering how

he killed my wife?

You wanna talk about it?

I just did.

[man on TV] Good Samaritan

bank robbers in Cincinnati.

In a Channel Five

exclusive, we have learned

that the suspects

in the two recent

Hubert National

bank robberies gave

a reported $3 million

to the City Mission.

Are you f***ing kidding me?

[thunder booms]

Sh*t.

You ready, let's go.

Where's the rest of your crew?

Why, you wanna

babysit them, too?

- No, I'm just asking.

- Where are we going?

We're gonna see a security guard

who works a couple blocks

from Hubert's in West Chester,

claims he saw a plate.

Wait, so no one's

interviewed this guy yet?

No.

I guess the Feds can be just as

slow and inefficient

as the cops.

[man reads indistinct]

[thunder booms]

Know who the VIP is?

Senator Cook.

Yep.

Any idea where

Senator Cook lives?

West Chester.

It would be

convenient enough for him

to do his banking

at Hubert National,

why, what are you thinking?

I'm thinking it's pretty fitting

that they're having

their little b*tch fest

in a graveyard.

[camera clicks]

[sirens wailing]

[Mims] Heard you met

with Vanessa Adler.

Yeah, you know her?

Yeah, I banged her

a couple times.

No, we bounce information

back and forth once in awhile.

She actually went to

college with my wife.

Oh, yeah, you married?

How long?

- Almost 10 years.

- How'd she fall for you?

I don't know you,

I don't like you.

This is not about my wife.

Tell me about this guy.

Chris Hall,

he worked at Icon Jewelry

a couple blocks from the bank.

Private security, seems legit.

Ten bucks says he

asks about the Bureau.

Huh?

Eleven o'clock.

Chris, Agent Wells,

this is Detective Mims.

Nice to meet you guys.

Hi, can I grab you

anything to drink?

- I'm good, thanks.

- Okay, thank you.

- Thanks for taking the time.

- Where did you see these guys?

I didn't see them,

I saw a black SUV

racing off down

Oak Street after the robbery.

- As I understood--

- It could've been anybody.

It could have.

You just have a habit of

writing down license plates?

Well, I work security.

Oh, so you must see a

lot of action then, huh?

Mims.

I'm sorry for the

detective, Chris.

Please continue.

Look, I work

close to the bank,

SUV peels out, cop cars show up,

I wrote it down,

I mean, if you guys

aren't interested, it's cool.

Oh, no, no, we're interested.

We'd love to see

the plate number.

I wrote it down.

Address and the location

where I saw them.

- Thank you.

- So why didn't you come

sooner with that information?

I called right away,

you guys were just the first

ones to get back to me.

No, no, this is great.

Thanks for your time,

we'll be in touch.

Hey, guys, listen.

I was thinking about applying to

the Academy in the Fall

and I was just wondering if

maybe you'd put in a good word,

tell 'em I helped you out.

Oh, yeah,

we'll jump right on that.

Special Agent Wells

here will personally

inform the FBI Director.

Maybe even the President.

David Dagley,

our victim in West Chester.

He was in T.J. Jackson's Ranger

Unit, Commanding Officer.

He alerted the military

about the kidnapping

and was the only one who

didn't go on the mission.

Guess who hired him when

he came back stateside?

- Jeffrey Hubert.

- [Chase] Exactly.

File for you,

Agent Montgomery.

Thank you.

Senator Cook.

Now what would your pretty

little wife think of these?

[Mims] What you got?

Plate's registered

to James Jackson.

James Jackson, I knew it,

my gut is never wrong.

Monty, he's not gonna

f***ing believe it.

Call it in.

F***ing hates me, that guy.

Derohan, you around?

[Derohan] Go ahead.

I need you and

Leon to stake out

1-5-6-9-1 North Central.

Look for a black

SUV, plate number

Foxtrot Papa Tango

Nine One Five Five.

The driver most likely

will be James Jackson.

[Derohan] Okay, for how long?

Until I say so.

Until the babysitter says so.

[Derohan] Understood.

You good?

You want another pillow?

No.

I just...

I love you.

We're gonna go on a beach

and sleep on a hammock

just like one

of those beer commercials.

[chuckling]

That's so sweet.

My husband's ideal romantic

getaway is a beer commercial.

I'll go away with you on your

Corona commercial

if I can, baby.

Of course you can.

We're gonna go on

a long tropical

vacation sooner than you think.

[sirens wailing]

[ "Moonlight Sonata"

by Beethoven]

[distorted voice]

How are you this evening?

Who am I talking to?

Robin Hood.

I think it would be

more useful for both of us

if you didn't worry

about trying to trace this.

So I won't have to hang up

and we can have a conversation.

You're taking an

awful lot of risks.

Purposefully leaving evidence at

the scenes, sending me stuff,

now calling me at home.

Yet, you still

don't know who I am.

Oh, I assume you have theories.

Have you considered

the possibility that

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