Kite Page #3

Understand?

- What's your name?

- Naima.

You have to go.

Money girl.

We take money girl.

Money girl belong to us. We make deal.

Picture of the Pillays' daughter.

The stun grenade

we found on the ground level.

- Prinsloo.

- Captain.

Policeman's Family Day photo.

I've got one at home,

but the wife and kids in mine did a runner.

Well, Missing Persons is not my beat.

Yeah, I heard the lieutenant

was a cheeky chappie.

Always fun to meet a cheeky chappie.

Reynhook. Captain Reynhook.

Intel.

He was my guy, Henrick Pillay.

Well, your guy was dirty,

going by the name of Jeppie,

working for a trolley named Kratsov.

My guy was undercover,

leading Kratsov around

by the custard chucker.

The money the Thornhills

were wiring for girls?

Used it to fund our operation.

Well,

I guess now you get to keep all the cash.

Right, Reynhook?

Old model police issue stun grenade.

Rare, wouldn't you say?

Your report cited a rare police

weapon at Kratsov's, too.

Correct, sir.

And the witness, the old lady

stated there was a girl present.

Right.

A girl who's vanished.

Look,

I don't know where you're going with that,

but this is obviously a Numbers killing.

What would you say if I told you

that Pillay was undercover

at the Thornhill crime scene?

And the assailant was a girl?

I'd say that would give us, oh,

about a thousand girls

with motive to kill a slimeball

like Thornhill.

Your partner was killed by traffickers,

too, Aker,

so you know how it is.

Pillay witnesses the Thornhill hit,

now he's dead.

I wanna know who's behind it.

Find the girl.

It's okay. It's my place.

There was a kid.

Her parents...

Numbers screwed everything.

That was brief.

Little interlude of concern

you showed for the girl.

What do you want from me?

You forgot I told you.

I knew your parents.

What's wrong with you?

I get it.

It's too long without the amp, right?

Is that it? Need to clear your head?

Every time it starts to wear off,

you get the flashes,

go right back for another dose.

So you won't even remember who you are.

That'll be a day to look forward to.

You make friends fast, Aker.

They're easier to make than get rid of.

Now, what's with this bullshit

about Pillay being dirty?

Even I know Intel had a guy on the

inside using the name Jeppie.

It's good to know you read

those Intel memos, Prinsloo.

The Emir, he killed them. My parents.

...going to get us both killed.

- I need amp.

- Your amp.

Listen, if you want to help her,

I know where to find the girl.

Look, I don't need you

to do anything, okay?

All right.

You know, it's ironic, isn't it?

You doing what you're doing 'cause

someone killed your parents.

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