The Brave One Page #4

The chamber. Pull the slide back.

It's got internal safety so you don't

shoot yourself. Loads from the handle.

All right.

You pay me now, it's yours.

I'll throw in the bullets.

Yeah, I'll take it.

Got it, got it, got it.

You shouldn't smoke. It'll kill you.

I don't care.

There's plenty of ways to die.

But you have to figure out a way to live.

Now, that's hard.

Look at you, all sophisticated.

- You shouldn't be working this late.

- I had a client dinner.

Hey, can I get a dirty martini

for the lady?

You said this was business, Sean.

It is.

Eighty-six that.

Okay, l...

I need a favor from you.

You...

- You heard about that Murrow thing, right?

- His wife killed herself.

Oh, come on. Women don't

shoot themselves in the face.

At least in my experience.

Where do they shoot themselves,

in your experience?

The heart.

Jackie, I been...

...chasing after this a**hole

for three straight years.

And right when his wife was ready

to turn state's evidence on him...

...instead of blowing the lid off of him,

she blows off her own head.

- Come on.

- You don't let go, do you?

So what can I do?

Well, she has a daughter.

Had a daughter.

And...

...her daughter knows something.

But now he's asked for custody of her

and then he's gonna get it.

- Is he the father?

- No, no. He's her stepfather.

- And you want her made a ward of court.

- Yes.

She knows something

and she's not safe with him.

Look, all I'm asking you to do

is just act on her behalf.

Please.

Sean, I'm your ex-wife.

Conflict of interest.

And besides, I don't do pro bono.

You used to.

Yeah, well, I grew up.

When did you get out?!

- You won't let me see my kids?

- You can't be here! Court order!

- I'm calling 911!

- lf I can't see them, you won't see them!

Try seeing them now.

It's my money too.

I can hear you breathing.

No.

- Squad central.

- Notify upon arrival.

- Damn.

- We're a 10-84 at 110 and Lenox.

10-4. Eighty-five to patrol supervisor

on the scene.

- 10-4.

- Looks like the circus made it to town.

Any IDs?

Victim's a 30-year-old Vietnamese female.

Ida Combs.

- Where's the other body?

- This way.

Got a 39-year-old, Sandy Combs.

White male.

Looks like he was a roadie for Aerosmith.

I don't think those guys have a dental plan.

Guy had a rap sheet longer than my dick.

So in other words, no priors.

Easy.

So we got us a Sandy Combs and

an Ida Combs. What does that tell us?

They're married.

I'm way ahead of you, pal.

- Yeah, that's one way of ending it.

- You know, what's wrong with divorce?

Everything.

Divorce sucks.

Okay, so tell me.

Well, she took three in the torso

with a.38.

Then somebody smoked him with a 9 mm

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