The Place Page #5

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- The calendar lady.

- You met her ?

Yes !

She drove into to my garage

this morning with a flat tire.

The car door opens and out she comes...

It was her, Amanda !

I didn't say a word,

I put her car on the auto lift,

she saw her poster on the wall

and said:

"That's an old picture,

I'll give you a new one".

- Good.

- She was so nice.

She didn't treat me like a mechanic.

This is proof.

Because I'm doing my task well ?

- Probably.

- You're not sure ?

I'm not in control.

- Huh ?

- Things don't depend on me.

You're just a middle man ?

Who's on the other side,

will you tell me ?

It's my son.

- Your son ?

- The man I'm looking for is my son.

He left home 2 years ago,

we're estranged.

He just does these things

to provoke me.

He's the robber ?

He's not a criminal.

I need to find him

before he fucks up and gets shot.

Want to make a new deal ?

If you want to find your son

cover up a violent crime

reported by a woman.

This sounds like bullshit.

A woman comes and reports

a violent crime, you cover it up.

Get rid of it.

That's a serious crime.

I've done my share.

New request, new deal.

Does it have to be a woman ?

Yes.

Why do you ask such awful things ?

Because someone is always willing.

I was right.

- About?

- Alex. The guy I told you about.

- The sharp LSD dealer ?

- Yes.

I asked him to help me

and he said yes.

Happy to have an accomplice ?

Of course.

I can't do it alone,

her house is full of servants.

Plus, he's not an accomplice,

you make it sound shady.

I told him about my plan.

Know what he said ?

No...

That it's a great plan and I'm smart.

You're happy

because he said you're smart ?

No, not just for that.

I want to confide in you.

Go on.

No pen, it's personal.

We made love, it was amazing.

Amazing and desperate at the same time.

- Why desperate ?

- He cried after.

He hugged me tight and cried.

And I cried too.

I don't want him to ever leave me.

We can change your request.

Even your magic wouldn't save me,

I always get dumped.

But if I become prettier,

he won't leave me.

Gotta go, he's waiting for me.

Eskimos have seven ways

of saying "white".

Did you know ?

No.

And I only have one color.

Actually, black isn't

even technically a color.

Want to make a deal?

If it's the only way

to get my sight back, I'll try.

Think you won't manage ?

Even the simplest of things

are hard for me.

And what you're asking me

to do is awful

and it requires precise preparations.

- Have you chosen a woman ?

- No.

It obviously can't be someone I know

but she has to trust me.

I can't just improvise,

at least not until the end.

It'll be hard.

- What are you thinking about?

- Your face.

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