No Clue Page #7

you'll hook me up.

I could make that happen.

If I do this, will you go away?

I could make that happen.

Okay, here is the list

of all the new businesses

that registered in the city

in the past year.

What's the...name of the one

you're looking for?

Glasskey.

It's a video game company.

I just need to know who owns it.

- Here it is:
Glasskey Gaming Inc.

Owners:
various. They had an IPO

two months ago.

Oh, interesting.

What's an IPO?

Initial Public offering.

It went public.

Shares trading on

a stock exchange.

Okay, uh...

Well, who runs the company?

Directors. Two directors:

Miles Severeign, Terence Horn.

And, and that's it?

Is there any other info on that sheet?

Why don't you just look for yourself? And please

get out of here before you get me in trouble.

Thanks, Alice.

As of this moment, I forgive you.

- Forgive what?

You're welcome.

What? What the hell?

Oh, that's some lovely phone etiquette,

young man.

Well, you scared...my guns full, ya jerk!

I'm on a stake out, you know!

Jerk?

You asked me to call you.

Oh yeah. Well, did you find out anything

about Nelson's wife?

Yeah, I found an old news story

from a couple of years ago.

She was killed in a

hit-and-run.

- Hit-and-run?

Yup.

She was, uh, crossing the street

in front of the V5 office building.

Yikes.

Was, uh, Nelson ever a suspect?

No, couldn't be.

He was in the V5 building at the time.

She dropped in to see him, and then

uh, she crossed the street...bam.

No suspects. Never solved. Does that help?

- Oh yeah, clears the whole thing right up.

Well, hey, listen, uh, grab me some

onion rings, will ya? To go.

Bring them by the house.

- Onion rings?

Yeah, what steakhouse you at?

Stake OUT, ya bonehead.

Like Emelio Estevez.

I'm watching this, uh, old hotel.

I think Miles might be staying

in it.

But I don't know why.

Oh, I found out some, uh, information

about his new company.

It's not much, but...

it says "Glasskey Gaming Inc."

There's two directors:

Miles and Horn.

Uh, the company had an IPO.

Now, IPO stands for...

- Initial Public offering.

Stock is offered public on the stock exchange.

Well...

it's more complicated than that.

but in layman's terms, yeah.

Well, alright.

See you later.

Enjoy your stakeout.

Don't do anything stupid, stupid.

Hang on, what's this?

I don't know.

I can't see what you're seeing.

That's not how phones work.

It says Arrowpoint...

Arrowpoint...

Uh, I'm looking at this list of

new businesses...

There's an Arrowpoint

Holdings on here.

Arrowpoint was on that list that

I showed you.

Oh, okay then.

Enjoy your fat steak.

- Hang on, hang on...

Blaster.

Blaster Holdings.

Coldriver.

Coldriver Holdings.

They're all on here.

This is a list of

new businesses.

And they're all "holding" companies.

What does that mean, Mr. IPO?

Mr. "I've got nothing to do all day but

watch the Business News Network"?

Uh, just that.

It's a holding company.

It doesn't really do business.

It just holds stuff.

Holds what?

- Assets, real estate, stocks.

Stocks? Like shares...

Interesting.

Okay, uh, I better

get back at this.

I'll talk to ya later.

- Okay, onion rings.

Oh! Holy Crap! That's the bug guy.

Holy crap!

Okay, here we go!

Don't do anything stupid, Stupid.

Oh.

Well, if it isn't Mr Private Eye.

Well, if it isn't Mr Huge Intimidating

Guy with a Gun.

I don't have a gun.

Your girlfriend stole it.

Well, I don't have a girlfriend.

So we're both wrong.

Let's just leave it there,

call it a night.

Have a seat.

There's a guy down here

on a pool of blood.

Oh, not good, not good. I thought it was not

good before. This is way more not good.

Oh, are you calling an ambulance?

Yeah, that's what I'm doing.

Hey, it's me.

Yeah, Miles is dead.

That's Miles?

Oh, this is terrible!

I mean it's good that I found him.

I wasn't sure I'd be able to, but...

still, not good...

That private eye is here.

I've got the situation contained.

In fact, maybe the best thing

is to leave two bodies here.

No, no. One-one's plenty.

One's too many.

- No, we're not doing that.

Why not?

Because we don't know

what he knows.

Or what he's already

told someone else.

- Bring him to the boat.

The boat? Right away.

We're going for a ride.

Are we? You seem pretty confident

for a guy who

just told me he doesn't have a gun.

Especially, considering...

I do!

If you have a gun, I'm going

to take it from you.

And shove it up your ass.

Sideways.

Oh, are you?

Well, it's a good thing I'm

bluffing then, isn't it?

Ow! You're pinching the fatty

part of my neck.

Where are you taking me?

- To the movies.

-And then dinner, and drinks.

You wish.

Well, will you look at that.

It's our old pal from the bar.

I told you we'd bump into

you again.

Where's your girlfriend?

Or is this him?

Who are these two clowns?

Your boyfriends?

You're all gonna play the gay card?

Real mature.

Keep walking.

Oh, whoa, whoa.

What's the hurry?

Well, uh, I know, uh, I'm in a hurry

to see my big buddy here kick your heads in.

Shut up.

Yeah, whe-when i told him what jerks you

were in the bar, he wanted to

come down here and find you guys.

- Is that so?

yeah, yeah...

he told me just to stand

back and watch

because he was gonna

kick both your asses by himself,

just to make some kind of

heterosexual point or something.

Well, we're right here, big man.

- You okay?

Geez!

- Is this a Chevette?

Don't do that! Don't - I just...

I ran half a block.

- What are you running from?

This place.

That big thug that you beat up

behind the restaurant was back there.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Oh, please...

I, I saw you through the bathroom window

when i was peeing.

Well, not when I was peeing,

but right after.

Oh, and by the way, I know you're not Miles'

sister because Miles didn't have a sister.

Which makes it easier for me to tell ya -

he's dead.

Miles is dead?

Yeah, he lying on the floor of that crappy hotel

back there with his brains bashed in.

Bashed out, actually.

All over the rug.

Which was a pretty gross rug to

begin with.Now it's extra gross.

- Who killed him?

I don't know at this point.

Oh my God, you killed him.

- I didn't kill him.

You killed your own brother.

You just said he wasn't

my bother.

Oh yeah. I for-I forgot...this is very

confusing and upsetting.

I just saw brains on a carpet.

I'm not a killer, okay?

I'm...

- I'm a thief.

- Oh, well that's much better.

It, it is, actually.

Quite a bit, better.

So, who killed Miles?

Did Church kill him?

Who's Church?

The-the guy I fought in the alley.

You know his name? Wha...

What are you guy in some kind of

super-villain fraternity or something?

He's a crooked copy.

At least, he used to be.

Crooked cop.

I already didn't like him.

Now he's even more...

We need to go back to the hotel.

No.

We need to go to the police.

For the hundredth time, Leo.

We are not going to the police.

Yes, we are.

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