Narcopolis Page #3

'Now go and get me

some RAT bookings. '

'On a good clay, you can see

all the way out to the Kindle. '

- How many of those do you have?

- How many what?

Good days.

- Where've you been? Come in!

- Sorry. I thought we were in your office.

- The lift was bust.

- Kim...

- This is Ellen Ambro.

- Ah. As in...

Todd Ambro's wife.

Well done, Detective.

And Chief Executive Officer

of the Ambro Company.

Talk to me about the Kindle district.

Well, it's the old industrial quarter

of the city.

Mostly Chinese-run till the collapse

and they all scarpered back home.

I didn't ask for a f***ing history lesson.

I'm talking about last night.

What was Grieves doing down there?

The Kindle is his beat.

There was a body he wanted to identify.

Didn't I make it clear that you were

to redirect all your Drecks to bust RATs?

I bounced him back to orange. He won't

do it again. Not with his track record.

That land belongs to us, Detective.

- I thought that was just a rumour.

- Well, for once it's true.

Over the next five years, we'll shift

our research to the Kindle district.

As you know, our business involves

a high quota of highly sensitive testing.

We can't have any rogue elements

in or around such an environment.

Which means

keep your f***ing snouts out.

With respect, Grieves was investigating

a possible LRD-related homicide.

- Suicide.

- We can't be sure of that.

- We can.

- Sorry, we can what?

We've made our enquiries

and we're happy with its conclusion.

It's a suicide.

I'll let you get back to work.

Get this Grieves back on his leash and

I'll have my people draw up a contract.

You really can see the Kindle from here.

- What was that all about?

- What do you think it was all about?

Your face isn't the only thing

needs fixing. We're talking resources.

Big fat resources.

- Can we partner with a drug company?

- Depends which one.

With them behind us,

we can do whatever we f***ing want.

These are exciting times, Kim.

We're looking at a new era for the city.

The city or the Ambro Company?

What's the difference?

You need to see this.

This is the CCTV footage

from the incident last night.

The man is Grieves.

- What about the girl?

- There's no record of her entering.

We've got another body.

From the same place as the first one.

- Only this one's alive.

- Exactly.

Which means the drug must be stable.

There's something else you should know.

He never called it in.

The girl must still be with him.

Find them.

I need you to put her up

for a couple of days.

Just until I sort out what's going on.

She needs help, Angie, please.

- She isn't dangerous.

- She isn't dangerous?

I mean, is she void?

No. I don't know.

- Miss?

- She'll be with you in a minute.

I'm coming.

Fill me up.

Huh?

- Angie?

- You made the rules.

You laid down the terms

for your recovery, not me.

Now you want me to take in some girl

you picked up at a crime scene!

To bring her into our home?

My home! Ben's home!

I'm sorry.

I just didn't know what else to do.

You do what you said you'd do.

You come to our house on Saturday

without your gun and... your darkness.

And you take part in our lives like

a normal, everyday father and husband.

That's all you have to do.

This is how it is.

I'm this close to throwing you back

to whoever was trying to kill you.

I know you're frightened, but you have

to trust someone or I can't help you.

- If I keep you somewhere safe...

- You can't keep me against my will.

With no positive ID,

I can do what the hell I like.

I'm just trying to help you here.

Why do people call you Dreck?

Because we clean up the sh*t

that nobody else wants to.

Are all police like you?

- Like what?

- Angry.

- Eddie.

- 'Get anything?'

Double E6s.

- 'What? You got another one?'

- Same location.

I'm going to send you

a sample for an ID.

- We must be missing something.

- 'Dead?'

No.

Sh*t. Eddie, I'm gonna have to go.

Call you back later.

'Frank?'

Morning. Now, shut up. Move now!

Hey!

- 'What happened to you?'

- Shut up and tell me something.

Is there any way DNA could be

changed or altered to avoid detection,

like jamming the code or whatever?

- 'Not that I've heard of. Why?'

- We have to make an ID on the first body.

- 'It was incinerated this morning. '

- What?

'Orders, Frank. We don't keep E6s

any more. It came from Nolan. '

F***.

- Anyone off-site who can help me?

- 'I'm not getting into this. '

- Tell me.

- 'You're void.

'But you know you really should consider

getting some help.

'These patches, you strap them on... '

'OK. All right, there's a guy

called Yuri, Yuri Sidorov.

'He used to be a genetic engineer

at a big pharma gig before deregulation.

'The guy was a god. And then

one day he just jacked it all in.

'He moved out into the Kindle district,

away from the centre.

'I think he still hangs out there,

but he's got some kind of condition.

'It's why he left his job.

Tell him I sent you. '

'Thanks, Eddie. '

I've got eyes on him,

but there's no sign of the girl.

I'll check.

What the f***, man?

How about me?

Ambro, eh?

He likes a bit of rough.

Hello?

Hello?

Stay where you are.

Don't come any closer.

I can almost smell

the electrons on your body.

Your phone. Put it in the box.

Close the lid.

Put your gun way.

Who are you?

Eddie Rankin sent me.

He said that you would help me.

You are Dreck?

I need you to take a look at something.

- Eddie owes me money.

- How much?

500. But I take 450 for cash.

- Forget it.

- 300.

Half now, half when I've helped you.

Two.

Yeah, done.

- What have you got?

- This.

Here, please.

- Eddie said you have some condition.

- That's one way of describing it.

Before I quit,

I calculated more than 3,000 ways

in which to track

my movements, my habits.

From the phone calls I was making...

the money I was spending,

the drugs I was buying.

Everything.

I was so full of protonic energy,

I could have illuminated an entire city.

And then, for some reason,

my body, my brain began to reject it.

I had no other option

but to move out here.

I use only what radiation I need,

I stay alive.

What do mean "reject"?

You receive a phone call

within five feet of me, I get a headache.

You make two,

my brain starts to embolise.

Three, it starts dribbling out my ears.

I need you to do a DNA test for me.

Money.

Thank you. Come back same time

tomorrow, I have something for you.

- Why can't you do it now?

- Because I'm tired.

Because it takes a long time.

Because I want to do it properly.

- Hello?

- 'Hi. It's me.

'Look, I'm... I'm sorry about earlier. '

- 'Where are you?'

- I'm working.

- 'How's your arm?'

- I'll live.

'Huh. Good. '

- At least until Saturday.

- 'Yeah. Angie?'

'What?'

- Are you still there?

- It's nothing. I'd better go.

- 'See you Saturday. '

- OK.

'Stay safe. '

OK.

Oh, f***.

- 'Where have you been?'

- I ran out of juice.

'Yes...

- 'Were you in the Kindle district today?'

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