Until Death Page #3

What?

"Earth-

What?

Angel. "

Mrs. Stowe?

- What time is it?

- It's 6:
30.

- Oh, I must have just-

- No. It's okay, Mrs. Stowe.

But you should probably know,

it's not morally proper...

...to help yourself

to those that can't say no.

I'm just kidding, Mrs. Stowe.

- Please, call me Valerie.

- Then call me Clemmy.

He talked last night.

Yeah, he's been starting

to do that lately.

It's gibberish, unfortunately.

I think he was trying

to say "earth" and "angel. "

- That's very romantic.

- It was our song.

Well, a long time ago.

So I hear my partner's

fighting his way back from the dead.

It's not a fight a person can win.

Good work. Keep me informed.

A.

And?

B.

E.

D.

Enough.

All right. Come on,

let's work on that body of yours.

You know, chre, you lost some

of your senses.

Your vision

is gonna be a bit blurry...

...and taste and touch usually

take the longest to come back.

Usually about six months

for your taste buds to kick in.

As far as touch...

When there's nerve damage,

it can take up to a year.

Or it might never come back,

sweetie.

Watch this.

Gerry?

What are you doing?

Sorry, it's been a crazy day.

Is there anything I can do?

No.

Nothing.

Listen, there's something

I have to ask.

What did you ever see in that guy?

Well...

...it's hard to explain.

Yeah?

Yeah.

You know what,

I think I should go back to my place.

Fine.

A pregnant woman

should not drink.

Yes, I know.

But after today, after all this...

How's your leg?

Much better, thank you.

- Now, Anthony, have a seat.

- Not tonight.

You look very beautiful.

Holy f***!

Hi.

Hi.

How are you?

Good. I mean,

my taste buds don't work.

I've got this f***ing limp.

And my nerve ending are fried.

Other than that, I'm good.

What about you?

Well...

I'm good, Anthony.

I'm pretty good.

What are you doing here?

You wanna see the chief?

- Yeah.

- Come on.

Hi.

Jesus, look.

- I'm sorry about-

- It's okay.

- She was a great cop.

- I said...

...it's okay.

Come in.

I want to come back.

Back?

As a narc detective?

I don't know.

You think you're ready?

Well, you're not.

- I am.

- No, you're not.

You really think I'm gonna let you back,

knowing what I found in your desk?

If I were you...

...and you were me,

you'd have had me put away for that.

Brain damaged or not.

Just be thankful

you're a free man.

We'll get them. We're close.

Look, Stowe, you know, it's just good

to see you up and at them.

Just tell me one thing.

I know Callahan was there...

...when the kid shot you...

...then shot off his own hand.

What really went down that night?

I don't remember.

Nothing?

You had seven months

to figure this out...

...and now you're telling me...

...you've been waiting for me?

I'm sorry, Stowe.

Like I said, you know,

it's just good...

...just to see you walking

around here.

Let me know if you need anything.

Anything but your old job.

- Hey.

- Hey.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Show me your hands, a**hole!

- Drop your weapon.

- Down! Down! Down!

- Move. Move.

- Where's your arms?

- Down.

- Let's move.

Keep down.

- On the floor.

- Down. Down. Down.

- Clear.

- Get down. Show me your hands.

Okay.

Clear!

Stay down. Don't move.

Room clear.

Sh*t.

Secure.

It's clean. Completely.

We got played.

They don't even have a basement.

You know, I'm not even sure

Callahan has ever been here.

- Officer down!

- Sniper!

Get down! Stay behind the car.

- Check your roofs!

- Cover him. Cover him.

- Up there.

- I got you. I got you. I got you covered.

Check him. Check him.

- Hey, kid.

- Hey.

Actually, you know, it's Chad.

Chad Mansen.

Chad Mansen.

You should look into changing that.

It's Mansen with an E-N,

not an O-N, so...

Clementine told me you passed by

a few times while I was under.

Do I owe you money or something?

No. No, but I owe you some

information that you already paid for.

You asked me to

keep my eye open...

- ... for this Callahan guy.

- Yeah.

Well, I saw him.

- You saw him?

- Yeah.

When you went upstairs

to that guy's townhouse...

...he showed up 10 minutes later,

casing the place.

Then cops and ambulances

showed up and he took off.

I tried so hard to get to you...

...but the cops

wouldn't let me near you.

I tried to call you,

but your service was disconnected.

Thanks, kid.

Chad.

Been watching the news.

Been feeling so guilty about all this.

This was going to happen...

...no matter what.

Well, if you need anything,

just let me know.

What's in the bag?

Oh, it's fresh fruit from the market.

Last time I saw you, didn't look

like you were eating well.

Later.

Be careful.

One second.

Hi.

You have no right to be here.

Can I take a minute of your time?

Is Walt around?

Walt is working two jobs

because of what you did.

What's this?

Jesus Christ, Stowe.

Who'd you screw over

to come up with this sort of cash?

The force has insurance for

these kinds of accidents.

And I don't need the money.

I guess also

I want to say I'm- I'm sorry.

Sorry, partner.

- Valerie?

- I'm over here, Anthony.

Where are you going?

Mark has a condo on Canal, so...

Yeah, I was just getting

the last of my stuff.

I thought I was supposed to go.

I can leave today.

No.

It's your place...

...and you need to be here.

You're in no condition.

Neither are you.

As quick as usual.

So.

So.

So take care of yourself.

Take care of the baby, huh?

F***.

Come in.

Hey, Mr. Stowe.

Sorry to bother you.

Looks like the fruit worked.

You look great.

Thanks.

I've got to go somewhere.

I'll be back in half an hour.

- You can hang out if you want.

- Where are you going, boss?

To right a wrong.

- Be back in a second, okay?

- Okay. Cool. I can chill.

- Hello.

- Mark? Is Valerie here?

Is this some kind of joke?

She's going back to you, Anthony.

Tony? Tony?

- Oh, hey, Mrs. Stowe.

- Hey, Chad.

- Where's Tony?

- I think he went looking for you.

Mrs. Stowe.

Who-? What the-? Get off.

Val?

My man wants to see you.

Or your ex-wife is dead.

She's my wife.

Not my ex.

All right. Here.

Drop the gun.

Well, Anthony.

Long time since we've talked together,

just me and you.

Let her go...

...and take me.

We had it good, Anthony.

We were narc cops.

I was the supplier...

...but you f***ed it all up when

you decided to become a consumer.

But I was never a bad cop, Gabriel.

You know, Anthony...

...your fatal flaw is that

you never understood who you were.

We're both bad cops.

It's just that I'm out of the closet.

It must be freeing.

You must have been in a lot of pain

for a long time, huh?

Another man banging your wife

while you were in a coma.

How do you think I feel?

Waiting for my partner to come...

...and take everything away from me

that I'd ever earned.

You were the only one

who could take me down.

But not even you could do it.

Not anymore.

Yeah, I wanted to f*** your wife.

But I didn't do it. No.

Never did. You wanna know why?

Because at the time,

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