Secrets of Deception Page #5

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First you wanna kill Kim,

and now you shoot

this f***ing guy.

What's wrong with you?

- Listen, maybe

this is for the best.

Now we don't have to worry

about him talking.

-We?

We.

Now let's get one thing

straight.

This is not...

There's no "we."

You did this.

-I know!

- All right, let's just

get the f*** out of here.

Come on.

- So, what are we

gonna do about the body?

-The body?

I'm not touching

that f***ing thing.

Grab your money

and let's go. Come on.

- They shot him

in the face, homes.

We got to get that puta.

-Lucas.

I'm sorry

I lost my cool back there.

That will not happen again.

- I'm your lawyer

and I'm your friend,

but I can't go down

this road with you any more.

What you did back there

was f***ing crazy.

I'm f***ing done.

- What do you mean you're done?

-Done. We're done.

I'm not doing this

with you anymore.

Don't f***ing call me.

-I'm so sorry, babe.

I don't know

what I was thinking.

I'm really scared.

The detective said that...

The killers might have

mistook you for that guy.

Is there something

you're not telling me?

-How could you?

He meant nothing to me.

I love you.

Can you please forgive me?

I'll never do it again.

Hmm?

You're the only one for me.

I love you.

I love you.

I don't want to lose you.

I'll do anything.

Please forgive me.

Go get the door.

- Mr. Schaefer, sorry

to disturb you at home, sir.

We just wanted to follow up

with a few more questions,

if that's all right.

- Yeah, sure.

What can I do for you?

- Well, after speaking

with your assistant,

we were just wondering as to why

you would cancel

your anniversary trip

to Hawaii this weekend?

- Well, honestly,

in light of the situation,

why would I go to Hawaii?

- Yeah, that's what

we don't understand.

You see,

you canceled your tickets

before your business trip.

Before the murder

even took place.

-Let me get this straight.

You f***ing came to my house

at 10 o'clock at night

to ask me if I canceled tickets?

I honestly

can't even f***ing remember

what I had

for f***ing breakfast,

much else when I canceled

the ticket or booked the ticket.

I book flights all the time,

I cancel flights all the time,

I just... I just don't

understand where this is going.

Do you have any other

questions for me?

- Nope.

- That's it.

- Yeah.

- Have a good night.

- Have a good night.

- Yeah, you too.

- Okay.

- Good night.

-Come here.

It's going to be okay.

It's going to be okay.

All right?

- Let's go to bed.

- -Okay.

- I love you.

- I love you too.

Come on.

-Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

-What?

-I just saw something.

- What? What did you see?

- Something.

I don't know,

like a light or something.

-You shitting me?

- No, no. Somebody shot

a light in there.

- Are you waking me up

'cause somebody

decides to take a piss

in the middle of the night?

- Man, stop it.

- Okay... wait, wait, wait.

Who takes a piss with

a flashlight in their own house?

- A flash... are you sure

it was a flashlight?

- It seemed like it.

Like one of those maglites

up on that beam.

Okay, tell me you didn't just

see that right now.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, I saw it.

What the f*** is that?

-Should I call in for backup?

-No, no, just inform them

that we're going to

take a look at the house.

But it could be nothing.

We don't wanna look

like a bunch of jackasses.

- Okay then.

- What the f*** is that?

- Be advised, detective Reyes

and detective Jones

will be going

into the Schaefer home

to check out a suspicious light.

-Psst.

-Who the f*** is that?

-What'd you think, homey?

You thought we were just

gonna walk away or what?

- What the f*** are you doing

in my house?

- What the f*** is going on?

Who are these guys?

- Now you're f***ing stupid,

dawg.

My cousin comes over here

to collects the money,

next thing I know, he's dead

on channel 7 news, huh?

- Now, wait, wait, wait.

Just wait, just wait.

Just wait. Listen,

we have money, okay?

We'll give you

whatever you want,

just leave us alone.

Please.

- F*** that, bro.

I saw you.

I was up in the

f***ing hills, homey.

- Jeff, what are they talking

about?

-Shut the f*** up, b*tch.

Let me tell you what the f***

we're talking about, homey.

Your little

b*tch-ass husband right here

hired us to kill your ass,

that's 'cause you were

f***ing the postman.

- Listen, just f***ing

leave her out of this.

She had nothing to do with this.

-Right. You shut up, man.

She's got everything

to do with this.

- Jeff?

- That's right.

Don't f***ing listen to him,

all right?

Don't f***ing listen to them.

All right?

- Hey, shut your f***ing b*tch

up, homey.

- Leave her out of this!

- Shut the f*** up!

- F***ing slut.

- Hey, white girl.

- No!

-And now you're next.

I love killing white people.

- You f***ing cowards!

You f***ing cowards!

Go on. You think

you're f***ing tough?

Go on.

Shoot me, you f***ers.

- Go on.

- With pleasure.

-Jones.

Officer down! Shots fired!

Officer down! I need help!

Jones, come on baby.

Jones, come on, man.

Come on, don't do this to me,

baby, come on.

- You okay over there?

- Yeah.

- Jones, come on now, Jones,

stay with me, stay with me, man.

Jones.

-Slide the gun over here.

I said, slide the gun over here.

-Do it.

-You don't want to do this, man.

- Don't f***ing tell me

what I wanna do.

Don't f***ing tell me

what I wanna do, man.

-Are you going to kill me, huh?

You think

that's going to help you?

- It might.

You are at a major

crossroad here, Jeff.

- I didn't kill that kid.

I didn't kill that kid.

- I didn't kill that kid!

- Okay.

So why don't you just

put the gun down

and we'll sort this all out,

you and me.

Right here, right now.

- If I put this gun down,

then I'm going to jail, man.

- Jeff... what do you think

is going to happen if you don't?

- I'm sorry, man.

I need you to get on your face.

-Jeff.

- Get down on the ground,

like I told you.

-Jeff.

-Get on your face. Now.

- I got a family.

Don't do this to them, man.

- Shut up!

I had a family too.

- And now I'm ruined.

- I get it, Jeff.

Just don't do it, man.

Think about

what you're doing, man!

Think about it!

- I'm going to jail

for the rest of my life.

There's only one thing,

one thing,

that's going to keep that

from happening.

- Just think about

my family, man.

Please. Wait.

Wait, wait, wait, Jeff. Jeff.

- Jeff, don't... no!

- Mmm. Happy anniversary,

my love.

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