Kite Page #4

'Cause of you, that girl just lost hers.

Wait.

What did you do?

How do we find the girl?

I have absolutely no idea.

You don't know where we're going?

Yeah, I guess I missed the guided tour?

What, I would've thought you'd

be used to walking around

in a bit of a fog by now.

- Watch it.

- Someone's a bit cranky today,

Let's just find the girl so you

can hurry home and get amped up.

I'm gonna get you out, okay?

I'm gonna get you out of there.

No, no, no, we're here to help

and lead you out of here.

We're looking for another little girl.

She's 10, 11 years old.

Naima. Her name is Naima.

Upstairs?

Right here. We're gonna be right back.

Now, don't you move. We'll be back.

You okay?

Let's get the girls and get out of here.

Naima?

- Come on.

- Come on.

- Yo, chummy.

- Take the girls.

Get behind me.

The littles be promised to Staggie.

You want one, you cash with him.

- Who is Staggie?

- Staggie Steyns.

Tell you what?

You come back later.

They got one eye, he cash you cheap.

What do you mean one eye?

Just like Staggie.

He make them look like he got.

Sawa!

No more Pretty Face?

We're out of time, Sawa.

Oh, jeez.

Okay, come on. Come on. Sawa!

Sawa.

Staggie.

Where do I find Staggie?

Go to Fun Huis.

Staggie, he find you, Pretty Face.

Late for class?

So, you knew my parents?

So, what, we knew each other?

You were totally into me.

Don't even.

- Thanks for the joyride.

- Sawa!

Stop.

Zoom in.

Closer.

Give me the disk.

I'll run it through facial recognition.

Thanks.

Fun house.

...go to Fun Huis.

Staggie.

Staggie Steyns. Staggie.

Hello. Hi.

Hey.

No, that's...

You know, if the Thornhills want quality...

...give them quality.

We don't pimp no Numbers trash.

We've come up in the world, like Kratsov.

You wanna go downstairs,

kidnap some s-s-skirt,

and get s-s-snuffed like Kratsov?

For what? Plenty of

little chickens out there

we can get for a handful of f-f-feed.

See, that's why I run this operation.

You don't know nothing about retail markup.

And you do.

Sorry, my bad.

Get out.

Oh, damn it.

You Staggie Steyns?

No, he's Staggie Steyns.

What?

No, I'm S-S-S-Sascha.

I'm Sascha.

Tell the truth, bro.

D-d-d-do it.

Do it!

I know who you are.

Tell me about the Emir's shipment.

Get me the hell out of here! Move it!

- Boss, let's go!

- Stay here!

Get me out.

I want her head in a sandwich bag.

No wallet.

We were interrupted.

Oh, yeah.

You want to know about the Emir's shipment.

No problem.

Tomorrow night, four girls,

main container yard.

But, hey, you want in?

Let Daddy arrange it for you.

- What time?

- Okay, okay.

10:
00.

How are they coming in?

Meat truck.

Three officers need emergency assistance

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