Savage Dog Page #4

Rastignac's treatment of the locals,

had earned him many enemies

amongst the natives.

Word had spread of Martin's

quest to avenge a local girl...

earning him great sympathy.

With Rastignac's soldiers gone,

his fortune lost,

it would be man against man,

just the way Martin wanted it.

The matador's relationship with the bull

is closer than with anyone.

They both know

that only one of them will

leave the ring alive.

You won, Martin.

I'm not running anymore.

It's empty.

Let's do this like gentlemen.

My name is Jean-Pierre Rastignac.

I have been known by many names.

But the one with which I

most commonly associate,

is "The Executioner".

I face you as an equal,

with the exception

of this blade,

we're quite fairly matched.

This is for Valentine.

Watch me.

Dearest Isabelle,

I trust you're well.

I'm sorry I have not been in touch.

I deeply, profoundly loved your mother.

And I'm sure what you would really

wish for me to say is that,

I love you too.

It's been some time, Martin.

We can make the railroad

in Saigon by 4 PM.

Take the train to the airport.

We can be in London in two days where

you'll stand trial for murder.

But you'll probably kill me first.

So...

What?

You can work for me.

I've been ordered to assemble

a team of local operatives.

Men with your skills are

a commodity, Tillman.

Indochina is changing,

and so must we.

Christ never gave him much.

but a God-awful talent

for carnage and death.

There was no need for

him to deny it now.

He was a killer,

and that's all there was to it.

And so was born...

The Legend.

PEPPER & LALASPAIN

SONG LIVES FOR EVER

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