Zero Tolerance Page #4

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better than anyone I've seen.

She met someone.

Who?

I don't know. But it changed her.

How did he change her?

She left this place.

Almost all her clients complained

because she dumped them.

They spent more time and money here

in the hopes they'd find a replacement.

They never could.

No one was like Angel.

What are you going to do now?

You're not going to wake up

with a hangover either.

I need you to fix up my friend.

Peter.

You come see me after so long time?

- Hello, Mekael.

- Mickey.

How many time I tell you call me Mickey?

Like the little mouse, da?

You bring friend.

Look like he make someone's husband angry?

Oh, it's not knife.

Ice pick?

Oh, you black ops all the same, eh?

So tough.

F***ing Rambo, eh?

Drink. Helps.

This one real-deal black op.

I don't think we'll see Rambo.

My own concoction.

He sleep for an hour, he feel nothing.

But when he wake up, you give him this.

Painkiller. Take all four.

Have to disinfect all the way through.

I'm surprised you have not heard

from our friend yet.

Why?

Because she owns the club

you destroyed last night.

Feels better.

It should. He knows what he's doing.

Russian?

Thought you left that world

when you came back here.

- We better get going.

- Where to?

You remember where I get my information?

You lied to us.

So the noodle bar is just a front?

You better tell us what we want to hear

or I'll shut down everything,

including the noodle bar.

What's your connection to Steven?

He was my business partner.

He left you for my daughter?

If that were the case...

she would have been dead a long time ago,

and you would have never found her body.

But I did not kill her.

She was like a sister to me.

- What do you want?

- I need you to leave Bangkok.

You have made things

really difficult for me.

What do you want in exchange?

Do you want to know how Angel died?

You know how Angel died?

No, she doesn't.

I have it on tape.

Sammy uploaded a clip

from Patrick's phone onto his laptop.

Do you know where it is?

In the car.

Johnny.

This isn't your fault.

F***! Don't... don't stop breathing.

She isn't... she isn't breathing.

She isn't breathing. She...

No!

She's not...

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