Term Life Page #3

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How did you get this number?

I know people.

We need to talk, Nick.

Isn't that what we're doing now?

In person.

Impossible.

I've been doing this

a long time,

and you know what I've learned?

What?

That anything is possible.

Being interrogated

by a cartel leader

is not how I expected

my day to start out.

This is bad, really bad.

All I could do was try

my best to stay calm,

keep my mouth shut,

and not rat out Jimmy Lincoln.

I've been around

long enough to know,

you start talking,

you end up dead.

Mr. Barrow.

Nick.

Can I call you Nick?

Yeah.

I'm going to ask you

a few questions.

We're just talking.

And you answer them honestly...

And we're fine.

You go your way, I'll go mine.

Hm?

And because I understand

this is an extremely

awkward situation,

I'm going to start

with an easy one.

Who else did you sell

the job to?

No one.

You don't, uh...

It doesn't go like that.

I didn't find the job,

I just planned it.

Who found this one?

Then that puts us at a bit

of a crossroads, my friend.

I know deep down...

I know you know something.

A name, an address, a number.

Something.

I don't know.

I feel I can tell you

that at some point

I'm gonna end up

losing my Patience.

"Catherine." Wife?

Victor, listen to me.

Or daughter?

Listen to me.

I designed it, that's it.

Daughter.

We're making progress.

So I'll tell you what,

I'm gonna get your daughter.

In the meantime...

Make yourself at home.

Good.

I feel good about this.

I'm gonna get some water.

I'm just gonna...

Easy, easy.

Don't do it!

Stand! Stay!

Stop it!

Victor found me. He thinks

I double sold the job.

Someone else put

their hands in this.

Where's Jimmy Lincoln?

I don't know.

I need you to find him

for me. Cate's not safe.

Where is she?

I'm going to get her now.

Cate, it's okay.

Please, we gotta go.

They're going to be here soon.

Who's gonna be here soon?

Guys that're trying to kill me.

What the hell are

you doing here?

Okay, listen.

We got to... Cate!

Cate, please!

We gotta get out of here.

Cate...

What, are you kidnapping me?

I'm not kidnapping you.

Parents kidnap kids

all the time.

I'm sorry.

We gotta go quick.

Let's go.

No, f*** this.

I'm not moving until

you tell me what's going on.

Cate, trust me.

It's a long story,

but if you want to live,

you'll start listening.

Trust you?

I don't even know you.

I'm not going anywhere.

You don't have a choice.

What's going on?

This is where you live?

No.

It's kinda shitty.

It's just a place to stay

until i...

You're a thief, right?

That's what mom said.

You steal stuff, right?

Yeah.

You must really suck at it.

It's not, uh...

I have another place.

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