Midnight Son Page #2
a doctor, or something?
Maybe you should leave.
It might be contagious.
- F*** that. Let me take care of you.
- Look. I just wanna be alone right now.
- Wait. Let me walk you.
- I have to ask you something.
What?
Can I have one of your paintings.
Hi.
You got the money?
Yeah.
Get in.
Can't we just... do it...?
No, I wasn't expecting you tonight, so.
We gonna have to improvise.
Come on, man.
Let me help you.
Hey, that's what I'm talking about.
My little brother, Russell.
Where are we going?
Don't worry.
I'll get what you need.
Wait here.
And don't do anything stupid.
Whose house is this?
Hey what's he doing, man?
No!
What the f*** is going on?
You're sick, man.
You should consider yourself lucky.
Dumb sh*t. Mother f***er.
Pleasure doing business with you, brother.
We'll see you again.
Real soon.
Woman Found Murdered.
You're early.
- What are you doing?
- Huh?
What are you doing?
Hey!
That's my job.
You're security, buddy.
Human blood.
Download our complete 2007 price list.
Yes, hello, I'd like to order
whole human blood, please.
This is my first time calling.
Sure.
Ah... it's...
clinical research.
Incorporated.
Hello?
Are you Jacob?
Yeah.
Ginslegh.
LAPD.
We had a murder nearby,
You mind if I ask a couple of questions?
- No, come in.
- Thank you.
Talked to your boss, he told me you were
on watch on the night of the murder.
Yeah, I read about that in the newspaper.
Take any breaks, walk around the
grounds, leave the premises for any...
I take my breaks in the kitchen
in the back there.
That's a nice jacket.
I remember when I was at work
you had to wear a uniform.
Jesus, was that thing uncomfortable.
Do you ever take that off
when you're on duty?
No, why do you ask?
Just...
following up a lead.
One of our eye witnesses
said they saw a guy...
with a dark coat running around
with some kind of logo on it.
So you're sure there's
No, I wish I could help,
but I didn't see anything.
Listen, if you remember anything...
just give me a call.
Yeah, I will.
Thanks.
- Hello.
- Hi, it's Mary.
I showed your painting to a friend
of mine who owns a gallery.
What?
She said you're really talented.
You're kidding.
No. This is real it's a
great opportunity for us.
Us?
Well, she says if your paintings sell, then
I get a finder's fee? Because I found you?
I think you're sitting on a gold mine
here and you don't even know it.
- Oh yeah? How much?
- Thousands...
Per painting.
Don't doubt me, man.
I'll change your life.
Okay.
Okay.
She wants to see some of
your best. How about I come over...
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