A Dangerous Man Page #2

We have a 629, two males down,

liquor store on Hastings.

Unit 5, please respond.

Potential suspects in black 300.

Will approach.

Driver's license and registration?

No English. Sorry.

You? You speak English?

OK, get out.

Put your hands on the car.

Drop your keys

and put your hands on the car.

Step off to the side.

Take a step to the side.

Whose car?

What's in the trunk?

You don't understand, huh?

You can't tell me

whose car it is or what's in the trunk?

What's this?

Shirt.

Shirt? What, clothes?

Wanna hurry, before that cop

decides to mess with us, too?

Coming.

F***.

Please... just go. Take the car and go.

Can't do that, man. You'd call back up.

Here, take my radio.

Take my radio!

- Holy sh*t!

- Please! Please...

Sh*t!

- Run, man!

- Markov!

- Please...

- Who's in charge now?

Come on! Come on, buddy!

Come on!

Shoot this motherf***er!

What the hell? Whoa, whoa. Hey.

Take it easy. I'm the good guy.

You're just in the wrong place

at the wrong time.

Man. Shitload of cash in here.

Did you know that?

What do you want to do now?

- Is that car of yours drivable?

- Yeah, more or less.

Go start it up.

Holy f***! There's a body in here, man.

Get the car started now.

Now!

Who's this? Is she dead?

No.

Hurry! We've got company!

OK, go.

F***.

What's your name?

Tia.

Where am I?

We're just going up the road.

We found you in the trunk of a car.

What?

I was... I was with my friends.

What about all that cash?

I don't know.

I went to a meeting...

...with a man

about an immigration issue.

Take it easy. You've been drugged.

It'll probably wear off soon.

My fr...

My friends...

I think... I think they...

I think...

I think they killed them.

She's out again.

Look, do you have any idea

what's going on here?

Just get us to the next town. That sign

back there says Bellingham in 50.

Well, I live in East Bellingham.

What the hell do I tell the cops

if I'm stopped, huh?

Do you have any idea who these people

were that were shooting at us?

I mean, for that matter, who are you?

I don't think it really matters anymore.

After you drop me off,

just tell the cops whatever you want.

Just give me a few hours

to get into the wind.

Well, my father'd disown me

if I spoke to the cops,

especially the ones from Bellingham.

Is your father a gangster or something?

Ex-con?

Well, it's like I said, my father's

not exactly an upstanding citizen.

He sells cars that aren't necessarily

for sale, if you know what I mean.

I could relate to that.

Hey. Welcome back.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

We're going about 70 miles an hour.

It's OK. We saved you from those guys

back there. We don't mean you any harm.

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