The Lost Angel Page #2

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but feel the pain and think about you.

Come and get me!

Come on now, you have to

stay away from her too. Get it?

I'll leave the door open, huh?

I'll be f***ing with

your head so bad...

Just walk through that door. I got your leg,

I want the rest of your ass.

Man, you stink today.

I grew up in the county orphanage.

I didn't have your cultural advantages.

What you haven't had is the use of the bathroom

in about a month. And watch your mouth.

You know, there's a good john

in the park.

Full of disease.

You gotta start doing real f***ing

better than this, man!

You know if I didn't need this sh*t,

I wouldn't be helping you.

Listen, we got the wrong guy.

Brian Wall is a murdering pscho

piece of sh*t!

Right, right. He's a douche bag who plays with fire

but he didn't do the Morrison kill.

Wall has killed and has walked.

You sent us after this guy for whatever,

but everything's all f***ed up.

You f***ed it up?

Don't blame me.

The same guy killed again.

Yeah, while your guy was in jail.

That kinda sucks, doesn't it?

The killer's using warehouses to

display his victims.

Warehouses?

Yeah. Know anything about that?

Check out the West Side.

- What do you know?

- Cruise the West Side, that's what I hear.

How do you know that?

People on the streets, they get

paid off to do things. You know?

What people?

Sh*t, man! F***ers like me who could

use the money. Break open a warehouse.

Move a stiff to a warehouse,

sh*t like that.

Who, who pays for sh*t

like that?

They don't tell me who. Same thing as

I don't tell me who they are.

Being homeless is

tough sh*t, man.

You need people not wanting

you dead.

Wait, what, you're telling me they're paying

junkies to move dead bodies around.

Hell, no. I ain't saying that.

Then what are you saying?

I'm saying, check out

the West Side.

He's really in a state,

I got him ready for you though.

Thanks, Margaret.

You two know each other?

Billie, this is Margaret. She is Father Kevin's

ears for about 5 years now.

I'm the church secretary.

This way.

- So she was here last night?

- She was practicing late.

- How late?

- I left at seven, she's still going.

Anyone else here?

Just Father Kevin, but he's deaf.

So he wouldn't know what time she left.

Any other doors besides this one?

Just that to the back parking.

Okay.

This is where it happened.

What makes you so sure?

She was here, I can feel it.

She's coming out to the car,

which was still parked here.

Gets out her phone, about to call 911

and she trips over the garbage can.

We'll bag her phone and

we'll find her prints on it.

This is Palmer, get a CSI to the back parking

of St. Rita's Church now.

Who could thought of anything

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