Betrayal Page #3

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Dad, I had no other choice.

Michael, how could you not know?

Are you blind?

She had her own place.

How was I suppose to know?

This guy was Russian mob. Do you have any

f***ing idea what they're gonna expect?

He pulled a gun on me.

He pulled a gun on me, Dad.

Where did you meet her anyway?

At a club, you know, West Side.

We were there for a few hours

having drinks and...

That's where I met her.

Miguel had seemed like

he had been there before.

This guy, Vincent,

who runs the place,

treated me like a VIP.

So, what did she tell you about herself?

What was her story?

She said she was

in this abusive relationship,

and she wanted out.

She seemed very happy

with me, Dad.

I love her.

Love?

Be very sure of who you love.

Very sure.

Artur.

I want you to talk to him

and find out if he knows where

the girl is and bring her here.

Okay, he's pretty shaken up.

Does he have anything

to do with this?

I don't know yet, not sure.

And, uh, make sure there's a couple

guys outside my house, okay?

Already taken care of, Vaz.

And if Alexander

or any of his guys call,

buy us time.

That's what we need right now.

Hey, Miguel.

How's it going?

Pretty shitty.

So, what happened tonight?

I- I don't know, man.

I mean, this dude came

out of nowhere, you know?

Dude?

Have you seen him before?

- No.

I'm still trying to figure out

what the hell happened.

I'll tell you what,

why don't we go for a drive.

Get some fresh air.

Drive?

- Yeah.

To where?

I wanna go sightseeing.

Get the f*** up.

I did exactly as you told me.

I got close to him,

I found out about his father's business.

That was our deal.

And um, you did great.

You didn't tell me anyone

was gonna get hurt, Vincent.

Yeah, well that happens

sometimes, Natasha.

I mean what can you do? Huh?

I want my money.

I wanna leave now.

I got your money.

- I'm scared.

Okay? It's in the car.

$250.000 as promised,

just relax.

Hey.

- I can go anywhere?

Anywhere you want.

All right? The boys are

outside in the car.

They'll take you straight

to the airport. Done.

Vincent, please.

Don't hurt Michael.

I was just so scared.

And I couldn't get a hold of

you, and then, you just show up.

Hello!

It's okay! Get in.

He's a friend.

- Hurry!

Come on, go!

Hang on!

Go, go, go!

Shut up! Both of you!

Go, go!

- Sh*t!

Floor it!

- Turn!

Floor it, you piece of sh*t!

Right there in the...

Turn, turn, you piece of sh*t!

Oh, sh*t!

Ah!

Get in the car! Get in the car!

Go, go, go, go.

What the f*** was that?

Oh, he shot me! Come on!

I suck at this game.

I'll be right back. I'm gonna

go get something to drink.

Grab me some Pepsi, will you?

Make it two.

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