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[TYPING]

It's done, Mr. Donovan.

The money is secure.

Good.

Good.

Then, we can go home.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- The plane is ready?

- You'll be in Dubai for dinner.

Excellent.

And the Special Operations team?

Contract cancelled, sir.

DONOVAN:
Awesome.

[MISSILE APPROACHING,

EXPLOSION]

- [SCREAMING]

- [GRUNTING]

- [INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

- [GUNSHOTS FIRE]

- [GRUNTS]

- [MAN SHOUTING]

MAN:
C'mon, c'mon!

[MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[GRUNTS]

[MAN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY]

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

- [GUN COCKS]

- [MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[GRUNTS]

- Ahmed, move! Go, go, go!

- [ENGINE STARTING]

[EXCLAIMS]

- [GROANING]

- [PANTING]

[CLATTERS]

[WINCING, PANTING]

[WOMAN GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

MAN:
Hello, boss.

[GROANS]

[GRUNTS]

You should all be f*cking dead!

Important safety tip, Ronnie,

never trust the locals

to get the job done.

You should've just paid us,

you f*cking dipshit.

All of this for the money?

Oh, we've done worse for you

over the last two years.

By my calculation, you owe,

- what with time and expenses...

- Aggravation.

...let's just call it

a straight-up million.

F*ck you!

[GRUNTS]

We're not here to play games.

- Where's our money?

- I... I had to get it out

of the country!

Feds were getting too close!

You can't touch it!

- I'm gonna f*cking kill you.

- No!

It's in the banks,

scattered everywhere,

thousand,

small automatic deposits!

- U.S. bank?

- [GRUNTS]

- U.S., Russia, Switzerland.

- Name one.

- [GROANS]

- A U.S. bank, name one!

Unity Savings and Loan,

Chesterford, Massachusetts!

Over a million,

I can help you get it!

You need me. Just get me some

f*cking medical attention,

and we can make a deal.

Or we could just do it our way?

- Your way?

- The hard way.

No!

[BELL RINGING]

- [CAR HORN HONKING]

- [VEHICLE APPROACHING]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[CAR HORN HONKING]

[PRAYER CALL IN ARABIC]

[SPEAKING PASHTO]

- [TIRES SQUEALING]

- [VEHICLE APPROACHING]

SOLDIER 1:
You!

You're under arrest!

- Hey!

- Let's go! Let's go! Come on!

WOMAN:
Don't touch me!

I didn't do anything!

We're clear.

Idiot! Incompetent!

I was six steps away

from arresting

the biggest antiquity smuggler

in Asia!

Sorry, ma'am.

Orders.

Carter,

if this is another

stupid security drill,

I swear I'll kill you.

Yes, sir.

Capisco.

Si.

This time...

I'll find them.

- MOSS:
Major Rahimi.

- Ah, the eternal Colonel Moss.

What the hell happened here?

That's exactly

what we are trying to assess.

- We?

- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

[BEEPS]

Thank you.

Our database confirms her

as Natalia Buskhova.

- Hmm.

- Wanted for money laundering,

drug smuggling

and arms dealing.

- And who the hell are you?

- Rossi, Interpol.

- COLONEL:
Donovan.

- You know this man?

CEO of a large

construction company.

He'd set up local companies

to bid on American

reconstruction contracts.

- War profiteer.

- Mm-hmm.

RAHIMI:
How much did he steal?

Close to a hundred million

over the last two years.

ROSSI:

The killers targeted the front

and rear car to track

their prey.

RAHIMI:
They used predominantly

5.56-cal.

But there is evidence

of a large 50-cal

sniper rifle used,

most likely American made.

I suspect Donovan's own team.

All ex-special forces.

They are the ones I'm chasing.

Why?

What's Interpol's take in this?

- The failed Kabul extraction.

- [INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Those men killed

the whole military team,

- including one of our agents.

- So you're getting close.

Donovan's running out on them,

the mercs panic.

These men do not panic.

They adapt and execute.

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