Quintet Page #5

You killed her in your own sector.

No one can protect you now.

All I need is a one, and I win.

One is my lucky number.

Double one.

That's what I call overkill.

I got killed with one throw.

That's very impressive.

Being sixth man is an advantage.

It's also boring.

I just start to get excited,

and it's all over.

- Do you live near here?

- Yes.

In this sector?

In this hotel.

Room next to yours.

How do you know

what room I'm in?

Deuca told me.

Deuca.

Tell me about Deuca.

I know her.

You know a lot.

And you are very curious.

Do you know a man

named Francha?

- Is he a Quintet player?

- Yes.

I know a man named Francha.

He lives in another sector.

He comes to the casino quite often.

- He's a very good player.

- He was.

Are you telling me he's dead?

No, I'm telling you he was killed.

Good night, Redstone.

Don't forget to bolt your door.

Who is it?

- Who's in my room?

- It's all right. It's Goldstar.

What are you doing here?

What are you doing here?

It's cold.

Do you have a blanket?

Nothing?

Nothing for me?

Nothing tonight.

I don't feel like drinking.

That was a very-

Now you're misreading my expression.

Everybody knows

there are no locks in the hotel.

No locks, but tight security.

Obviously not as tight as you thought.

I waited half an hour before I could

slip by without Deuca seeing me.

I couldn't chance that.

I hope you have

as much luck leaving.

Now, you say that,

but you don't mean it.

You're like all the rest.

St. Christopher- he's the worst.

- He humiliated me tonight.

- Is that possible?

He came to the casino with Grigor.

I was playing there.

He came right in

the same room with me.

Of course, Grigor was there to protect him,

which, of course, he's not supposed to do.

Get off my bed and tell me

what you're doing here so late.

St. Christopher.

I'm going to enjoy killing him.

Saint, indeed!

He thinks he can charm Grigor.

Well, Grigor can't protect him for long.

- Why are you coming to me?

- To ask you outright.

Is there a plot against me?

If there is, you would know,

and I protest it.

It is not legal.

I asked you to get off my bed.

I don't trust Grigor.

And I know St. Christopher.

Now, tell me.

I know it's true.

There's no plot

that I know of, Goldstar.

And if there is,

I have nothing to do with it.

Don't be too sure.

Don't you be too sure.

Your day will come...

and before long...

we may be facing one another again

under different circumstances.

I've wasted my time coming here.

Well, you may put the word out

that I know what's going on.

You may tell St. Christopher...

that I'm after him.

And don't be too sure

you won't be far behind.

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