City of Tiny Lights Page #5

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And every desire has its price.

Is that a confession?

It is the teaching of Allah.

Rana was with a girl. A prostitute.

I'm looking for her.

I can't help you.

Can I just ask...

Rana stopped making donations

a couple of months ago.

Did you two fall out?

Wasn't anything major, was it?

Just 'cause if it was,

it doesn't look great.

A high-profile Pakistani

businessman gets murdered.

It's all hushed-up.

SO15 all over it.

Geezer's connected to you.

You argue with said geezer

and he winds up dead.

You know, I'm just

playing dot-to-dot.

Feel free to jump in

whenever you want.

No need for panic buttons.

There's no need for panic.

I don't know what you're

up to and I don't care.

I'm just looking for the girl.

Like I said, I can't help you.

There is a war going on.

And you don't even realize it.

The war for our souls.

I am prepared.

Are you?

Dyb dyb dyb

Brother!

As-salamu alaykum, brother.

Long time, no see, huh?

- I never met you before, mate.

- C'mon, man give me a hug.

No offense, if you

lot gonna do this,

you really gotta get some

brothers in the team.

- I don't know what you're talking about, mate.

- All right? Equal opportunities, man.

Ask for some CV's

Yo, is that a detective?

Yeah, the cover's been blown.

Double Turk. No ice.

I wasn't sure you'd come.

You're paying me.

Of course, I'll come.

People pay me.

I don't come.

You're drunk.

Yes, but tomorrow,

I will be beautiful.

What about tonight?

A date.

Oh.

Some call it the uh,

"The Girlfriend Experience", yeah?

So they say.

Yeah, well, what do they know.

What about you?

Nobody special?

When someone goes missing,

they say the first 24 hours...

On TV, I mean.

Firstly, that's missing kids.

Second and worse, TV.

I'm on it.

Okay, let's say

Natasha didn't do it.

Okay? Somebody could've

followed them that night, so.

Who else was there,

at the Tunnel?

- I told you.

- I know what you told me.

I'm talking about

doormen, bar staff, whatever...

Tunde.

Okay, who's Tunde?

He's a dealer.

He's there most nights.

He's just, you know, some...

Some what?

Choc ice.

Okay. Anyone else?

No.

No one I could talk to?

No.

I have to go.

Double Turk, no ice.

Drinking bourbon?

That's my drink.

Everyone tells me you

guys drink warm beer.

Seems to me it's European

lager and American whiskey

all the way with you Londoners.

I'm just sayin'.

Expectations.

I mean, take you.

You were at the hotel.

And then you called the cops

on that phone, right there.

A small-time private eye.

Not what I was expecting.

You take anything

from that hotel room?

You know the uh, the

worst thing about Londoners?

They're not very friendly,

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