The November Man Page #2

Dva Jelena Restaurant.

You're very welcome.

Biometric mets from

Belgrade Airport arrivals coming up.

It says four hours ago.

There.

He looked right at the camera.

Yeah?

I have the crew from

Hanley's. They have something.

Cleaners at Hanley's

have a possible hit.

Authorization

and access codes positive.

Go ahead.

Yes, this is Jurgen.

I need location information

on a subject... Fournier.

Alice.

Cell number 75365423.

Search the location

of this cell phone:

Fournier, Alice.

Cell 75365423.

Current location:

Skadarska 32.

I believe that's a restaurant.

Thank you.

How many on station

at Hanley's?

Two.

Call the other one.

There's no answer.

It's Devereaux.

Thank you for deciding

to meet with me.

Please, sit down.

I won't stay long.

Thank you.

- Would you like something?

- Water's fine. Thanks.

So, let's talk

about Arkady Federov.

In the work I do,

it's a name I hear a lot.

But he's old news.

Atrocities are like reality TV.

There's always a new show

for people to forget.

Agreed.

However, now Federov

is about to become

president of Russia.

That makes him a person

of interest to the world

and to my publication.

When Federov

was just a general,

I'd say he was

pretty much untouchable.

But it's different now.

He's vulnerable.

What?

You don't think

that makes him dangerous?

These guys always

talk a big game,

but at the end of the day

they're mostly men

who just like the sound

of their own voices.

You want your story

and your Pulitzer Prize, huh?

You haven't seen what they're

like when they come to us.

Many are just girls.

Frightened girls.

Have you thought about what

your story might do to them?

There are crimes

Federov is guilty of.

He needs to be exposed.

If the girls from your center

are willing to talk to me,

- to tell me their stories...

- I help the victims.

I don't use them for politics.

These girls have

been through enough.

I'm sorry. Maybe your heart's

in the right place,

but nobody can stop Federov.

You've agreed

to meet with me.

There must be some way

you can help me.

Excuse me.

- Are you Alice Fournier?

- Yes.

There is a call for you

in the office.

They say your cell phone

is not working.

- This way. Please.

- Excuse me.

Oh.

Yes? Hello?

Stop. Stay right

where you are.

Listen to me very carefully.

The woman you're with

is a killer.

If she panics,

you're a dead woman.

Turn around. Turn around.

I'm right behind you.

Turn around.

Run! Now! Run!

Alice?

Out the back!

I want eyes on them!

Come on! Come on!

In here!

Move!

Who are you?

What's happening?!

Side door.

He's gotta be in the market!

I want eyes on him right now!

Mason.

I can't believe you still got

the same phone number.

How's it going?

Actually, I'm a little busy

right now.

Can I call you back

in a few minutes?

Get the cell scanner.

No, let's just talk, shall we?

You can keep doing

what you're doing.

- I don't mind.

- Scenario:
hard target

with a female accomplice

took a 30-second lead on me

- into a crowded venue.

- Mm-hmm.

- Tell me about your target.

- Male, old.

- Used to have skills.

- Used to?

Probably thinks he still does.

Yeah, he's arrogant,

confident he'll evade.

He's already made

his first mistake.

You really think six agents

are gonna do it?

Hmm? Tell me.

Devereaux. De...

Who were those men,

were they police?

No. Sort of.

Then who the hell are you?

Who are you?! What do you want?!

- Let go of me!

- Shh!

What's happening?

I didn't do anything.

I believe you, but they won't.

Now if you wanna walk out of here,

you're gonna have to trust me. OK?

Alice?

Wait!

- You OK?

- Yeah.

- I knew you'd call back.

- You're losing your perimeter.

Too many bodies moving.

You're losing control.

Don't you wanna know why

I was in Moscow?

What my orders were?

Who sent me?

- Keep him talking.

- Why don't you come in,

we'll talk about it.

No. This is my scenario,

I make the rules.

Come on, kid. Just give me enough

to keep it interesting.

Maybe I'll make a mistake.

You owe me that much.

- I don't owe you sh*t.

- Give me your phone.

Where am I?

Come on, Mason, where am I?

The call is being broadcast

through this phone.

The scanner thinks Jake's phone

is Devereaux's phone.

That's why he seems so close.

How many people

have you killed, Mason?

What, now?

Or in the next five minutes?

You think about it sometimes?

Maybe having a coffee,

or a screw.

You see a beautiful woman

or a child,

then you remember all the lives

you've taken.

That way.

It stops you cold, doesn't it?

No, a**hole.

I sleep like a baby.

I don't get you, Devereaux.

I'm the one you want.

Why not take your shot?

Tempting.

Give away my position, though.

Always willing to die

for the cause, eh, Mason?

Fear is the enemy,

you taught me that.

Yeah. Well, I haven't finished

teaching you yet, son.

Yet here I am about

to take you down all the same.

You're not gonna take me down, kid.

You're a blunt instrument at best.

No perspective, no knowledge.

- Keep talking, old man.

- This is humiliating.

Embarrassing.

Just like in Moscow.

Huh? Isn't it?

What is it, Mason?

No one there

to hold your hand?

No one there to tell you

to pull the trigger?

He's stealing a car.

Where's the nearest parking lot?

There's one straight ahead,

this way.

So no regrets?

Not one.

And you know what?

I don't give a f***

about the people I've killed.

If by some stroke of pure luck

you manage to kill me,

then I won't give a f***

about that either.

He's here.

He's around here somewhere.

DEVEREAUX". That was quite a speech.

You bring out the best in me.

Gas, get back!

Get back!

Get back!

F***!

Mira Filipova.

Where is she?

How do you know that name?

When was the last time

you saw her?

I don't know. Maybe three years ago.

I was her case worker.

A good friend of mine died

trying to find her.

I'm sorry.

I have no idea where she is.

The woman who approached you

at the restaurant,

she was a professional killer.

Russian. The men on

the motorbikes were CIA.

- CIA?

- Now, whatever that girl knows,

a lot of people want it.

And if they can't find her,

you're the next closest thing.

Do you have files

on the women you help?

Yes.

We gotta catch this tram.

Why do you hate him so much?

The man who wants to kill us.

Why do you hate him? Huh?

I don't hate him.

No. He's probably

the best friend I've ever had.

So all your friends

try to kill you?

Eventually.

- Where can I find her?

- I told you, I don't know.

You must know something.

Friends, places she frequented.

- People don't just disappear.

- I don't know, OK?

In my line of work, yes.

Yes, they do, they disappear.

One day you think they're there,

the next they're just gone.

Mm-hmm.

She stopped coming to meetings.

People said she was using,

doing tricks.

Do you know who this man is?

A pimp.

He brings girls in from

the Caucasus, sells them for sex.

- His name is Lebedynko.

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