Blood of Redemption Page #3

I'm impressed, Campbell.

No, it makes sense, but who?

Boris, Hayden, Campbell,

Senator Roswald.

Okay, so we have the list

of our suspects.

Anyone else?

Kurt.

Kurt?

He does have a dark side.

You know, for a big brother,

you're such a dumb-ass.

- Where's Pop?

- In the den.

Now that I've got you here,

there is something I did

want to tell you.

- Me, too.

- What?

You hit like a girl.

There you go.

So, your kid brother

just got accepted

into the bureau.

You what?

- I got into the FBI.

- Shut the f*** up!

I didn't even know you applied.

So what?

Do I get big

brother's approval here, or...

- Yeah, you do.

- Yeah?

Come here, I'm proud of you.

- I'm really proud of you.

- Thanks.

No dancing.

Hey, it means a lot to me.

I'm serious.

Pop.

Pop.

What's going on, son?

Kurt got into the FBI.

I know.

I'm proud of him.

I'm sure you are, but...

Come on, the FBI?

I promised your mother.

- I'd keep him out of our business.

- I know.

- I intend to keep that promise.

- I know.

Boris wants ten.

I think I can get 20.

Good.

There's more than that.

Hayden knows.

I don't think he's happy.

He will be.

I'll leave him a good share.

Make him an offer

he can't refuse.

It's more than he deserves.

I don't think it's about money.

It's always about the money.

I got a delivery

to make to Huang.

Don't do it, son.

- It's too late, Pop.

- It's never too late.

Times are changing faster

than you can say "jail".

Love ya.

Quinn!

Quinn made the decision

to leave me behind.

The Chinese were the biggest

buyers of stolen IDs.

The gang was run by Mr. Huang.

Except that was not Mr. Huang.

Good evening... Mr. Quinn.

I was expecting Mr. Huang.

He's not feeling well tonight.

Really?

I'm sorry to hear that.

Yo, I thought we said alone?

Yeah, we did.

I know that identity theft

is a growth industry,

but this is ridiculous.

How many guys we got here?

What are they, go-go dancers?

- Who's that?

- That's my driver.

See, I was expecting Huang.

I was expecting Huang!

Well, you got me.

Right...

You got it?

Yeah, I got it.

Relax, will ya?

There.

Now, about my money.

You got it.

It should have arrived.

Yeah, you see that's...

I don't see it.

It's done.

It's... no, it's not...

it's not done.

I don't... I don't

see anything there.

It's a matter of seconds.

Yeah, it's, um...

- Well, check again.

- Yeah, I can do that.

You know, could be the signal,

like we could be in a bad area.

Any second.

Saw!

Oh, Sh*t!

Go, Quinn, I've gotcha!

I got you, go!

- You order a BLT?

- No time.

Let's go back,

I'll call for help.

- I want Grimaldi alive.

- Yes, ma'am.

I'll call Hayden.

Hunter, go left, Sanchez, right.

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