The Hit List Page #5

See, I'm not like you! No!

F***!

F***. You motherf***er.

Oh, now you're showing initiative?

I like it, Allan.

Yes.

Do it. Shoot me.

I'm not a killer.

Neither was I once.

But you'll get there.

Unless you physically stop me, this list gets completed.

No. Yes.

We work our way up. Number one is still the priority.

No! You don't hurt her! You hear me?

God, no!

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Stop! Stop! He's inside!

He's inside! Drop the gun!

Drop the gun right now! Drop the

gun! He's in there! He just shot...

Drop the gun right now! Face away from me!

Listen to me! He's right f***ing there.

Drop the gun! Face away from

me! Face away from me!

He just killed some people!

- God damn it!

- Get down on your knees!

Okay. Get down on your knees!

Get down! Get down! Get down!

All right!

You gotta believe me! He's right there!

Hands out to the side!

He's right inside! Hands out to the side!

Stay right there! Get your hands out to the side!

Bring your other hand back!

Sir, listen to me! He's inside!

Why don't you open the goddamn

door! Where are you?

Son of a b*tch! Where the f*** are you?

Please, you need to help me find my wife. You...

Settle down. Settle down, hotrod.

We need to find my wife, you hear...

She's fine.

She's upstairs. She's fine.

She what?

Take a seat.

We picked her up after your little incident downtown.

I figured, with the body count you're

leaving in your wake today,

keeping her with us was a pretty safe bet.

What's your relationship to Mike Dodd?

He's a friend of mine. Listen, he's in trouble.

Okay, you need to find him. He's

number two on the list. All right?

You mean this list?

Jesus.

Don't worry, I'm sending a car

over to pick him up. Sit down.

Hmm? Sit down!

Now what the f*** is going on here, Campbell?

You got ties to at least two of these

vics and possibly a third.

I got one dead cop and you at the scene waving a gun.

Listen, I tried to tell you...

No, you told me a joke.

Two guys walk into a bar. F***ing hilarious.

The shooter, Campbell.

Who is he?

His name is Jonas.

You got a last name?

No. I... I don't know.

Well, how the hell do you fit into all this?

Because if I'm perfectly honest, from where I stand,

you could very much look like an accessory.

Okay, I told you I went into a bar last

night, and I wanted to have a few...

No, no, no. You told me that you were at home

with your wife last night.

And so did she.

She said that?

You better start cutting me a clue here, Campbell.

What's your relationship to this Jonas?

There is no relationship. Okay?

Please just trust me. All right?

I went into a bar. I got a little drunk.

I wanted to talk to somebody.

I thought all this was... It was just a joke.

Then I woke up in the morning

in my car. I went into work

and I found out that Gates was dead.

Now if you don't get to Mike Dodd

before he does,

he's gonna be dead, too.

I've heard some crazy sh*t in my time,

but that's got to be about up there

with the goddamn craziest.

I don't know, I think I believe him.

Seriously?

Yeah, look at this guy.

He's in way over his head.

His record's squeaky clean.

He hadn't had so much as a parking ticket in six years.

He doesn't have that level of crazy in him.

Well, we're not sure of anything right now.

And until we are, he stays here.

How about Dodd?

Unit's on its way to pick him up.

We're here to see Mike Dodd.

Come on. Jesus Christ. Come on.

What the hell? Excuse me?

What is going on here?

Are you Mike Dodd?

Yes, I am.

Do you know an Allan Campbell, sir?

Yes, I do.

Detective said somebody would be coming by

to explain something to me.

What's going on?

Well, apparently, he broke in here looking for you.

I'm afraid you're gonna have to come with me.

For your own protection, sir.

This is just great. Oh, my God.

I've been so worried.

I'm sorry, Allan.

You slept with my best friend.

And you want me dead for it.

No.

Oh, man, I didn't mean for any of this...

Why do you think Mike was there, Allan?

What's wrong?

I can't do this.

This was a mistake, Mike.

Allan, we never slept together.

What?

I feel like you left our marriage,

and you've been so distant for so long.

I just... I wanted you to find me with Mike.

I wanted to know that I still mattered to you.

What I did was a mistake, and I'm so sorry.

Yeah. Me, too.

Man.

Those people, Syd,

those people are dead because of me.

No.

No, if this guy hadn't found you,

he would have met somebody else.

But I did meet him.

And I wrote those names down.

No. Come here.

What do you think he wants?

He wants me to kill him.

Can I help you?

Lieutenant Harp?

That's right.

Special Agent Ford.

My agents and I are here to help

solve your little problem.

What's this about?

We're here regarding Jonas Arbor.

Whatever information you attain

on the whereabouts of him must

be shared with us immediately.

Then we'll take it from there. Just like that?

You have no idea who you're dealing with here.

You go after a man like Arbor, and

it ends only one way. Bad.

This is a direct order, Lieutenant.

Yeah, can I talk to you guys for a second?

You wanted me to check on Mike Dodd's ETA?

Yeah. We can't reach the cops

we sent to pick him up. They won't respond.

It's got to be Jonas. What about the spooks?

We'll keep them entertained.

Jonas works for the US government?

Did. Now he's just an embarrassment to them

with a little too much press coverage.

That's the reason these guys are here.

So the same guys that created him

now want to take him down.

Look, I'm not thrilled about the way it is, either.

But it is what it is.

I think they're looking for us.

Please stop now.

No can do, Mike. We got a schedule to keep.

Why are you doing this?

I saw a friend in need.

Please!

There are penalties to be paid

for our indiscretions, Mike.

Allan?

You've been a very bad boy, Mikey.

Nothing happened!

Sydney, it was a mistake!

It's really too late for all of that.

Please. Please. I need a doctor.

Some people are beyond saving. Trust me on this one.

Detective?

Oh!

Son of a b*tch. He's headed to the station.

Look at this guy. What the f***?

Dispatch, this is Detective McKay.

Son of a b*tch stole a police uniform.

I think he's headed your way.

What the hell was that?

It's him.

Code red. Code red.

All available to Metro Police Station.

All units respond.

Hey, get out of the goddamn way!

He went down...

Come on. Come on.

Watch them. If things go bad, take them out the back.

Evacuate all non-essential personnel immediately.

Hello, Jonas.

Ford.

You vanished like a puff of smoke in Seattle.

Just left us hanging.

So, what, the doc gave you the

news and you just snapped?

Realized you're not a God?

I stopped having any fun.

Then I met Allan.

You figured you'd go out with a bang. Is that it?

Whatever it takes.

I don't have to tell you what a liability you've become.

I played my part.

And all I was left with in the end is this dreaded cough.

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