What Happened to Monday Page #3

Step into the f***ing van.

Wha...?

That's weird. I lost her.

There's obviously been a mistake.

Can you please tell me what I'm doing here?

Miss Settman.

What a pleasure to meet you.

Nicolette Cayman.

I know who you are. Uh...

Can you please tell me why I'm here?

You poor child.

I am amazed you made it this far.

This is... This is all a big mistake.

Seven children.

What was your grandfather thinking?

Do you have any idea how much food and water

was taken out of others' mouths

so you could be here today?

If everyone were as cruel and selfish

as Terrence Settman,

the world would end tomorrow.

I am an only child.

For your sake, I wish that were true.

There are five of them left.

All the rotten eggs in one basket.

- Is there another way?

- Not if you want to keep it quiet.

What are you doing? Um...

I-I work in a bank!

I can get you money! Please! Please!

We can make some kind of deal! Please!

Funny.

That's what the last one said.

No, wait! No! No, please, no! No, no, no, no!

I can't believe this is happening.

We can't just sit here.

We gotta help her. We gotta...

We gotta go out there.

We gotta do something!

Thursday...

Oh, my God.

What the...

Residents or visitors?

Visitors.

Step out.

All of you.

Now!

That's it.

Nice and slow.

Nice and slow.

This way.

Look at them.

Hiding like rats.

So...

Where's the last one?

F*** you.

You f***ing c*nt!

F***ing cu...

Is it bad?

It's okay. Look at me.

I don't want to die. I don't want to die.

You're gonna be okay. I'm here. It's okay.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

No. You're Sunday.

You're supposed to be the believer.

I don't know what I believe.

I don't...

I don't know who I am.

No!

No! No!

No!

Goddamn it!

They won't suffer.

- Excuse me?

- I'm assured of that.

Um...

We may have a containment problem.

We still haven't heard back

from the Settman team.

Last night, I dreamed this whole building

erupted and spewed out all the siblings.

There were so many of them.

A sea of little bodies...

scorched by flames.

I know what you feel for these children.

But this is on their parents, not you.

Sometimes, I think, "To hell with it."

To hell with everybody.

Humans will never learn.

You're our last chance, Dr. Cayman.

Our only hope.

I need you, Joe. Be careful.

Do not underestimate the Settmans.

If we officially list them,

they'll be flagged at the first checkpoint

and processed within hours.

Seven siblings surviving to adulthood?

It would destroy my credibility. No.

We have to keep this localized.

They are trapped inside that apartment

and they know it.

Besides... we have another issue.

A complication.

Make that a priority.

Then deal with the Settmans.

It's Tuesday's.

No...

What the f*** are we doing? Huh?

We gotta get out of here now.

They know about us.

They're gonna send more people.

Let them come. I'll f***ing kill them all.

Calm down.

Just think for a second.

Four of us out there at once?

With all the Bureau agents

and checkpoints and sensors?

We won't last for two minutes.

We always work best as a team...

in an environment we can control.

Those guys, they weren't Bureau.

Or we'd be listed by now, and this place

would be crawling with agents.

Somebody wants us to disappear.

The question is why.

F*** it.

Every Wednesday,

I wear a stupid dress and high heels.

Not today.

- What's that?

- Something I wish I thought of yesterday.

I customized it,

so we'll see and hear everything you do.

It's a user-locked grip.

- Can you unlock it?

- If I had more time.

For now, it's not gonna fire.

- Doesn't make it any less intimidating.

- This isn't a game, Wednesday.

Go to Jerry's. Find out what he knows.

Don't lose your head out there.

I won't.

Cryosleep. Awake to a better world.

Hello, Karen.

You're cutting it close. Aren't you?

Please.

Rough night?

Well, I did say you had until this morning,

and it's still morning, I guess,

technically, so...

What's it gonna be?

What's what gonna be?

Do we have a deal or not?

Deal...

What deal?

Playing dumb doesn't suit ya, Settman.

This is very simple.

You pass on the promotion.

It goes to me.

And I keep my mouth shut

about your little secret.

You motherf***er!

How long have you known?

You should be glad it was me

who found that contract,

or you'd be in jail by now.

What contract?

- Are you serious?

- What f***ing contract?

407-C funds transfer.

Your contract with Cayman.

Cayman.

Nicolette Cayman.

Yeah. Your new VIP client.

Do you guys know about this?

Wow.

This, um... This contract, wh... where is it?

On my tablet.

Show it to me.

Yeah.

Get out of there!

Lost sight of the target.

Going in. Hold position.

Guys? You there?

Which way? Where do I go?

Best option is front door.

- Spread out.

- That's not an option.

Oh, sh*t.

Erickson?

Erickson, copy.

Erickson.

Sir?

Sir, do you copy?

What's going on up there? Do you need backup?

Guess so.

Move it! Take the sibling down.

Girls? I need a way out, now.

There, a dumpster, below the bedroom window.

- Come on.

- It's a three-story drop,

but the trash will soften the impact.

You better be right, sis.

F***!

It's empty.

The trash collection

is every Wednesday morning. Sorry.

Are you okay?

- Can you run?

- I think so.

Then run.

Go, go, go!

Guys, where am I going?

Next left. There's a door

at the end of the alley.

Come on.

What are you waiting for? Go get her!

Everybody move!

Move!

Get out of the f***ing way!

- Get out of the way!

- Move!

What do I do?

We need to get you on the roof.

I can get you home from there.

Hold tight.

- Oh, sh*t.

- It's the Bureau.

- I thought you said we're not listed.

- We're not.

- Then what the f*** is he doing here?

- Friday? Friday!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait! Wait!

- What are you gonna do?

- Find out what he wants.

And get rid of him.

I got this.

Hey, open up!

- Hey.

- Hey.

New look?

Y-Yeah.

Yeah, I wanted to, um... try something new.

Nice.

Um, I called your... your office.

They said you were out sick.

I know. I know I'm not supposed to call,

- but when I saw you at the Bureau, I was...

- The... The Bureau?

Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, I had to go and, um...

drop off some stuff.

Boring bank stuff.

Aren't you going to invite me in?

I was only joking about the forced entry.

Friday?

Hold on. We've got a situation.

You've got a situation?

It's a nice place.

Friday? You there?

Who the f*** is this guy?

Please don't do that.

What?

Are you... Are you serious?

Sorry, I thought you liked that stuff. I'm...

Just, um...

Just... give me a sec.

- I'll be right back.

- Okay.

- What the hell is going on?

- You tell me. Who is that guy?

Don't bullshit me. Have you been seeing him?

What? No.

He's a Bureau agent.

Do you think I'm f***ing stupid?

- You two seemed very familiar.

- It's called acting.

How do I know you're not acting now

and you've been seeing him all along?

I've never seen him in my life,

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