The Midnight Man Page #7

a man who managed to get closer

than anybody ever has, and

yet, this man is too stupid

to see decoy when one is

standing right in front of him.

- Oh, you're good.

You got my boss to go

after his own people.

- Oh, but I didn't stop there,

did I?

Hm?

No.

Say it, say it...

- You drugged me.

- Yes, yes, well, not me myself.

The more appropriate

thing would've been to say

I had you drugged.

I thought I made that totally

clear.

Because I want your heart,

Grady.

I want to eat the f***ing

thing right out of your chest.

No one has ever got that close

to me.

No one.

You know, when we had you

before.

When my case was missing,

and the clock was ticking,

and my boys were giving you

everything that they had,

I thought, "Oh, he's a

special one, this one.

"I need to go down and

take a closer look."

But I had no idea.

Really, you don't feel that?

Wow, you don't know what your

missing.

Why don't you just shoot me?

A unique creature like you

deserves an exquisite death.

Something slow and luxurious.

I do hope you're doing enjoying

it so far,

although I must confess, I can't

take

all the credit for today.

I did have a little bit

of help figuring out

exactly what you are.

Alexandra.

Aw, come on Grady!

Don't tell me you didn't see

this coming!

Alexandra and I go way back.

Now, I know you're probably

feeling a little bit sad

right now that she lied to you,

but in all fairness, you

weren't supposed to grab her,

and you certainly weren't

supposed to drag her around

all over town and then send her

back

to me looking like a piece of...

- What's an elegant word for

sh*t, lads?

- I didn't realize I was

playing with your things.

- You have to admit, she

did well, didn't she?

I mean, what would you have done

if she told you the truth?

That she's not a real paramedic?

- Six or seven hollow points

to the face, I should imagine.

- Oh, you're such a romantic.

You did really well, sweetheart,

and as a reward for a job well

done,

I've got Riggs bringing Hayley

here.

- Really?

- Yeah, trust me, you've earned

it.

- I'll put this with the others.

- Congratulations, Pearl,

you've torn down Ezekiel

and his gang, you control the

city now.

- Ezekiel?

Ezekiel means nothing.

This is all for you.

Take away your gifts, watch you

writhe like a dying, gasping

fish.

For you see, Grady, I am worse.

Thank you.

This has been fun.

Unfortunately for you, your

journey doesn't end here.

There's a couple of my

associates

who have been dying

for a second go around.

Cheers.

Lads.

- How are you feeling, Grady?

- I've had days I liked better.

- You know, you really hurt

our feelings, Paulie and me.

We put all that effort into you,

and it didn't really mean much.

- No one's every faked it with

you before?

I find that very hard to

believe.

- But the doc, we're lucky

we have her, aren't we?

- Very.

- It's been a while since

she last juiced you.

The effects have worn off by

now,

and I want you to feel

everything.

So just sit tight.

This'll take a sec.

- You want me to sign

that waiver for you now?

- I think we've got it from

here.

(punching)

Got anything funny to say now,

tough guy?

Huh?

Nothing about what I had for

lunch?

Come on!

Sing another annoying show tune.

Come on, Grady!

Make me laugh!

- Yes, Your Majesty.

- So happy we got to share these

moments.

- Nothing like a good torture

and brunch.

- You read my mind.

- We're in the splash zone.

- It's worth it.

- You ready for a visit

with an old friend?

- Tell me, why do you

look at him like that?

- Same reason you look at him

like that.

Because he's really, really hot.

(punching)

(gunshots)

- Jesus Zan.

- I may have overdosed him.

- You think?

- Well, now, that's a twist.

- No, it's not.

You just missed all the signs

because

you are completely up your own

ass.

Drop the knife.

And move away from him.

- Mind if I sit, bum knee.

You didn't give him

Naloxone just now, did you?

I'm thinking you let us

all believe that you did,

so that Grady would overpower us

and take us all out.

- Something like that.

- And then you two would what?

Run off into the sunset

together?

- Sunrise.

- Out of curiosity, what

did you inject him with?

- Epinephrine.

- Look at you, that's my girl!

- Nothing like a little

adrenalin to rile that inner

beast.

Might've overshot your load

though.

- Yes, I can see that.

- What's it going to be then,

Zan?

Since you obviously have

something on your mind.

- When Hayley gets here,

I'm going to take her,

and then we're going to leave.

- I beg your pardon?

- Hayley, this is about Hayley?

- Don't say that name.

- I gave her that name!

- And I am giving her a

chance at a better life.

- A better life?

Better than me?

This life is her birthright.

What would you say to her?

No more story time.

No more homemade ice cream.

No more piggyback rides

because I shot your daddy in the

face?

I'll tell you what.

You drop your firearm right now,

and I'll give you a five-second

head start

before I chase you.

- Oh, you're going to chase me,

really?

- You've changed, Alexandra,

but not that much.

You never were a killer.

(cries out in pain)

Me on the other hand,

killing,

is like an old shoe.

It just fits.

Ask your sister.

(cries out in pain)

Those who can't shoot shouldn't

monologue.

Well, that's properly f***ed.

Are you going to kill me?

Too many other people deserve

that honor.

Come on, gorgeous, finish me

off.

Don't make this weird.

(grunts in pain)

(car horn beeping)

(footsteps approaching)

- Hi, baby!

- [Hayley] I missed you, Aunt

Zan!

- Hey!

Hey, listen, about last night.

- I missed you.

- Here let me look at you.

You got taller.

Come here, come here.

Guess what?

You and are going to

leave, just like I said.

So just wait right here for one

second.

Don't go in there,

and then, I promise, we're gonna

leave.

I promise, okay?

Okay.

- This is my dramatic pose.

- You a**hole.

- When the cops get here,

it'll make a hell of a picture.

Don't ruin it.

She really is your sister's kid

isn't she?

- Yeah, I told you she was.

- So that was the only

thing you didn't lie about.

I have got to learn to read

people better.

You should go.

- No, Grady, I'm trying to help

you.

- If they find you here,

you'll be an accessory.

They'll take away the kid.

She needs you, she needs

someone decent in her life.

And even though you're a total

liar,

you're still her best bet.

Zan,

this is where you forget about

me.

Fine, I'll tell you

they call me The Midnight

Monster.

- (laughing) That doesn't sound

like you.

- Aunt Zan?

(engine rumbling)

- [Radio Announcer] The

scene of a brutal shootout

between Ezekiel Maiser,

head of one of the largest

crime syndicates in the city

and the gang of another man

known only to authorities as

Pearl.

The two had apparently

been engaged in a turf war

for some time, which

concluded in bloody fashion

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