Perfect Stranger Page #6

Hopefully not.

-Do you have kids?

-No.

You don't have any kids, right?

-No.

-Family?

A mother.

Here is to Gunnar Hope

and his corner office.

Oh, God.

-That was a little dramatic, wasn't it?

-Yeah.

I refuse to be treated like that.

That f***ing Phelps.

Rat.

Committed the cardinal sin.

-Which is what?

-Don't betray your friends.

Don't betray people who love you.

Law of the jungle, huh?

Law of the universe.

It's not kill or be killed anymore.

Kill or become irrelevant.

So here's to not becoming

irrelevant.

And don't be mad.

Don't be mad that I'm married

or any of that.

I mean, because that's, you know,

a different thing than what this is.

Is it?

I should probably just make some

arrangements...

...to have a car take you home.

Okay.

Okay.

Drink your Hemingway daiquiri.

-Hello.

-Where the hell have you been, kiddo?

-Late night.

-Yeah, I'll bet.

Hey, wait a minute. Are you drunk?

No. Sounds like you are.

-No, I'm not.

-What's up?

-Oh, just me waiting to talk to you.

-About?

I kind of thought that we were doing

this story together.

We are.

I'm the one who's doing all the grunt

work while you're out drinking.

You know, I mean, at least,

you can introduce me to the--

At least, you can introduce me

to the lesbian.

Take the virtual tour.

I'm sure there's a lovely picture

of her there, Miles.

-Night, night.

-Wait, wait, wait.

Remember that series of murders

they traced back to Riverbank Park?

The drifter they never caught?

Women that were being murdered

and tossed off the cliffs?

Yeah, yeah. The Rufus Scott series.

Yeah, well, the cops think

maybe the drifter tossed Grace.

Yeah, well, maybe.

But I'm gonna go to bed,

so let's talk about it tomorrow.

-Sweet dreams.

-Bye.

Tired?

What did you have in mind?

you.

The coffee room. Remember?

-you rubbed against me.

-This is some good sh*t.

Save this chat.

Then you bent over.

She did?

you knew what you were doing

to me.

you liked it.

Not quite.

I can't stop thinking about you.

Where's your boyfriend?

You are a twisted--

Where's your wife?

-Out.

-Out. Figured.

Looks like it's just you and me, Hill.

Are you turned on?

No.

Me too.

Are you trying to seduce me,

mister?

Wait a minute, now I'm gonna

get your whole name...

...Harrison Hill.

-What are you wearing?

-Robe.

-What's underneath?

-Panties.

Ask what color. Come on, come on.

I know it. What color?

What color?

I knew it.

White. Sheer.

-I like that.

-You like that?

Now picture this.

-We're on a beach.

-No, no. Let's keep this real.

-Let's put this at H2A.

-Okay.

-H2A.

-Yes.

-No one's around.

-I got to tell you about this, Miles.

you come into the coffee room.

I'm already there.

Miles, chatting with Hill...

-...talking about H2A.

-you rub against me.

I lift up your skirt.

Veronica?

-Veronica.

-I'm coming.

-you there?

-Sorry. My hands were a little busy.

Mine too. At least one of them.

God, you're easy.

I'm gonna tell you what to do.

you like being told what to do?

Okay.

Trail your hands to your panties.

Go inside.

Can you feel me f***ing you, Ro?

-Hey.

-Hi.

-What are you doing here?

-Giving you breakfast.

-Good morning.

-Yeah? Morning.

Don't answer it.

-I have to answer it.

-You don't.

-Wait, hold that thought.

-No, no.

Don't. Tell them that you're busy.

-Don't answer that.

-Hey.

Hey, I need to talk to you.

I think I got a breakthrough on Hill.

Please give me a second.

I gotta take this.

Okay, Miles, what's up?

Did you get my e-mail?

Wait, tell me you didn't just say,

"Cam, give me a minute."

I don't have time for this sh*t.

-What?

-Oh, you're busy, huh?

Well, look, there's too much

to go over right now.

Can you meet me

at the Grill Room at 1:00?

-Yeah.

-I hate that he's there, Ro.

Yeah, I know you do.

Hey, Ro.

Did Cam happen to mention...

...that he's having a DNA test today

for Grace's baby?

Three o'clock, 31st Precinct.

Cops have them together

in November.

Coffee.

Did he happen to mention that?

What is it with great women

and shitty men?

I don't know.

You figure it out. Tell me later.

No more phones.

What are you doing later?

-You.

-No, I mean, like later.

This afternoon later.

Showing a couple of places uptown.

Oh, really?

-What about downtown?

-What do you mean?

-Thirty-first Precinct.

-What?

Three o'clock.

F***ing liar. Thought you said you

hadn't seen Grace in over a year.

I haven't.

That must be why the cops

have you with her three months ago.

-Thanks.

-Thought you said it was over.

You said you didn't give a sh*t

about that b*tch.

-I don't.

-You sat your ass right there and said:

-"l love you, Ro."

-I do, Ro.

You're a f***ing liar.

Was it yours?

Could it have been yours?

I don't know.

-You don't know.

-Ro--

Get the hell out of my house.

-Good morning, Larry.

-Good morning.

Hey.

Good morning.

Morning.

Okay.

I give up. What?

You didn't read the paper today?

Today is "National Take Your Best

Employee to Work Day."

So I guess you're going to pick up

Esmeralda next.

You know what? Esmeralda rides

a broom to work every day.

That's funny. Very funny.

A sense of humor.

Bobby, say hi to Katherine.

Hi, Esmeralda, it's me again.

Is he still in a meeting?

Well, just let him know I called

and I'll see him later.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Gentlemen, welcome to New York,

or as we like to call it, Reebok Town.

Come and have a seat

right over here.

That ass kissing will go on all

afternoon. Wanna take a long lunch?

No, actually, I can't.

I've got to meet a friend downtown.

I'll see you.

Fancy lady.

-So, what's up?

-I stumbled across some information...

...about Hill's wife

and her family fortune.

They had millions and millions.

And they invested a lot of it...

...into medical research.

One of the guys they backed...

...revolutionized surgery

by finding a medicinal use...

...for a poisonous plant

called belladonna.

We have proof that Hill was ADEX.

We have proof that ADEX knew Grace.

We have the motive,

the pregnancy...

...now we have knowledge and history

that links Hill directly with belladonna.

The only thing we don't have is access

to Hill's personal e-mail account.

What are you talking about?

We do have access.

That's his lOL account.

His main account is with H2A.

I can't get to it. There's a firewall.

There's something new.

I can't scale it with a remote.

-Take this.

-And what's that?

It's new spyware you'll mickey

into Hill's laptop.

Go at the end of the day,

install it into the computer...

...and bury it into the hard drive.

-And how long will that take?

-Three minutes and 1 4 seconds.

But that's just a guess.

SPYrid?

F***. What?

-yeah?

-Okay. So he's got antispyware...

...on his computer.

There's a big sign that says:

"Stop in the name of SPYrid."

SPYrid? Oh, he's definitely

hiding something.

There was a leak, so they probably

went into lockdown.

What do I do?

He's asking for a password.

It's new. Look, I can get in,

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