The Condemned 2: Desert Prey Page #2

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he comes out of nowhere.

"Hey, how you doing?" And then "Boom!"

Tries to whack

you between cervezas?

Seriously.

Yeah, I know, it doesn't make any sense.

No, it doesn't.

Why don't you tell me what's going on.

I don't know.

Bullshit.

Why don't you try taking my side for once?

I am here, aren't I?

People act out of self-interest,

that's life, true and simple.

Now, this friend of yours

tried to blow your head off.

Which means you did something.

What did you do, Will?

I don't know.

Who the hell is that?

Hey, Will.

Lange.

Dad, this is James Lange.

He was part of my team.

Yeah, I remember you.

Pretty good with a gun as I recall.

I can hold my own.

It's good to see you, man.

So, what brings you out

this way?

Well, I heard what happened

with Michaels.

How did you hear?

It happened an hour ago.

Word travels fast, you know.

Show me your hand, shithead.

A**hole's packing.

- I can explain that.

- Okay, okay.

Nice and slow.

All right.

PI.

So you're a PI now.

It still doesn't answer

my question.

I have an answer for that, too.

Oh!

Okay.

Slow as you can, little buddy.

I got it.

It's a police scanner.

That's all.

They ran your sheet over the air.

I heard the whole thing.

I know why Michaels tried

to kill you, Will.

Take a ride with me.

There's something

I want to show you.

Got a bad feeling about this.

Whatever is going on,

you let the cops handle it.

Pop, I know this guy.

Come on, just trust me,

all right? Take it easy.

I don't like it.

Come on, let's go.

Did you keep in touch with Michaels at all?

No. No.

We just kind of went

our separate ways, you know?

Yeah.

Until last night.

What, you saw him?

Yeah, it turns out we got

something in common.

And what's that?

Somebody threatened to kill us.

Threatened to kill you.

What do you...

Who threatened to kill you?

You know, you know,

it'll all make sense when we get there.

Get where? Where are we going?

Where are you taking me?

What you need to worry about

is right here.

Focus on that.

See that red circle?

Be there by 5:
00,

and then it's over.

You're not making any sense.

We're almost there.

Michaels was acting

awful strange. Tense.

Looking up everywhere

he was going,

as if he was being watched.

Just like you.

Wish it was different, buddy.

Looks like I haven't got

a choice either.

Give me the tally board.

Ladies and gentlemen,

Will Tanner is still alive.

He survived for now.

You gambled. And you lost.

It's time to make a new wager.

When and where he might die.

Ladies and gentlemen,

place your bets!

Lange!

What the hell's going on?

Come on, Will.

I'll make it easy on you, buddy.

One to the head, I promise.

Lange, stop.

Why are you trying to kill me?

I was just minding my own business,

trying to live my life.

And this sh*t, your sh*t,

lands in my lap!

Will!

Hot damn!

Hey, don't just stand there.

Call 911!

Travis. Oh, sh*t.

Ah, Jesus.

Goddamn son of...

He always did have good instinct.

Ah! God.

Jesus.

Damn!

You!

Behind the rocks!

Drop the weapon,

and step out now!

No, lady.

Just stay there. Stay there.

Drop the weapon now.

Let me see your hands.

No, no, no.

You don't understand.

There's a shooter behind you

on the ridge.

Throw the weapon out.

Let me see your hands!

I've just been shot.

You need to stay put, okay?

Well, I got a call about a man matching

your description, shot and killed someone.

So, I'm thinking

you're the shooter.

You're wrong. It's not what you think.

You don't understand!

Just stay there.

You have five seconds or a whole

lot of heat is coming your way.

Okay. Nice and easy, okay?

Nice and easy. Put it down.

No, no, no. I got to stay here,

and you need to stay there.

Listen to me.

You need to stay there.

Listen to what I'm saying,

please!

Don't move.

Don't come any closer.

I am going to ask you

to shut up!

Listen to me.

No. Don't come

any closer.

Don't. Don't.

I'm coming to you.

Stay where you are.

You need to trust me.

No, no.

I am going to

apprehend you, sir.

God.

That's on you, Will.

Sh*t.

Sh*t.

Get in!

Harrigan?

Sh*t.

Do you want to live

or not? Come on!

- Get in.

- What're you waiting for?

Get in!

What the hell's going on?

Don't I get any brownie

points for saving your life?

Why is our old crew

trying to kill me?

Easy, big guy.

Calm down.

I'll tell you everything I know.

Will...

You so much as twitch wrong,

and I'll snap your neck.

Can we go inside?

I could use a drink.

After you.

You want to tell me

what you know?

Who came at you today?

Michaels.

Then, Lange.

And Travis up on the rocks?

Yeah.

A week ago, guess what piece

of sh*t shows up at my door.

Raul Baccaro.

Baccaro.

Cyrus Merrick's number two?

Well, since you smoked Cyrus,

he got promoted to number one.

Worse than Cyrus ever was.

Well, what did he want?

I had to do one thing...

Kill Will Tanner.

All right, gentlemen,

I want you to drink more.

And bet a lot more.

Huh? All right.

Hey, it's good to see you.

Where did you get the idea

for all this?

Well, there's this private

event on an island

where they force condemned

men to fight to the death.

I remember.

They were shut down.

Fools.

Playing for pennies.

Letting everybody participate.

The game of life and death

should be a privilege.

Reserved for the elite.

Like yourself, Alexi.

Like all my friends here.

Cyrus always said,

one man's pain

is another man's profit.

And the only way

to ensure profit,

is to be the one

bringing the pain.

Raul must have threatened Michaels

and Lange, too. He had to.

Michaels was supposed to

take you out to the arroyo.

Travis and Lange

would be laying in wait.

You too.

Yeah, I played along.

The men here are responsible

for killing Cyrus.

Cooper, Harrigan, Michaels,

Travis, Lange...

Will.

I only found it fitting

that they be our contestants.

What is that word?

Oh, yeah.

Karma.

You all enjoy.

Lange, he...

He gave me this.

He said I had to

be here by 5:
00.

What does that mean?

Raul said if you get here,

you get to live.

The arroyo

was just a starting point.

Along the way? Open season.

Only way out of this

is to go to the cops.

Tell them about Raul.

You think the cops

are gonna listen to you?

Michaels is dead.

So is Lange.

And now a deputy sheriff.

And the only thing

they have in common is you.

You go to the cops, tell them what

you know. That backs up my story.

And then maybe if we're lucky,

if we're very lucky,

there's proof that Raul threatened Michaels

and Lange, just like he threatened you.

I don't want to sh*t

on your pillow, boss,

but we've got a couple

of glaring problems.

First, Travis is still out there

wanting to put a couple

of extra holes in your head.

Then there's Cooper.

A psycho ex- compadre who likes

burning and blowing sh*t up.

Doesn't mean Cooper's

part of this.

You wanna bet your life on that?

Yeah, I do.

Ladies and gentlemen!

Will Tanner's luck hold on?

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