The Way of the Gun Page #4

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-I have no idea.

-Will he deal?

Anything to keep it quiet.

Abner?

-Joe!

-You busy?

No, not at all.

-You drunk?

-A little. What can I do for you?

I need you to stay with somebody.

She needs medical supervision.

-She's not well. Let me stay.

-Don't get smart with me, Doc.

Superman never gets the girl.

-What 's this?

-It 's the ransom note.

Just sit tight with this

Chidduck guy. We'll be in touch.

You're gonna be the bagman. You'll

meet me in Mexico with the money.

She'll be with my partner. You and

I won't know where until he calls.

You'll come alone and you'll come

equipped to induce labor.

Not, she dies.

You're followed, she dies.

If I don't answer the phone

when my partner calls, she dies.

It 's on your head now. The more

careful you are, the less I worry.

-Got me? That baby's coming out.

-I understand.

Right.

You got a number for this thing?

Don't say "Who? Me?

He? She?" You got a number?

We'll call you when

we're ready. Go.

Are you going to eat that

other half of your sandwich?

-I was, but... are you hungry?

-Yes. I'm pregnant.

-I like bacon.

-It 's from a gas station.

It 's still good.

Thanks.

The shooting began after they

kidnapped an unidentified woman.

Thanks, Jack.

-Which one of you is Jeffers?

-Who are you?

Of course. I'm Joe Sarno.

Mr. Chidduck sent me.

-When can we...?

-We're working on your release now.

The police are not ready

to charge you, but...

they are a bit upset that no one

will tell them what 's going on.

-Are you a lawyer?

-Do I look like a f***ing lawyer?

I handle Mr. Chidduck's laundry.

Things like you. I make

unpleasant decisions for him...

of which he can and never will

know. And he sleeps very well.

You're a bagman.

Let 's just say I deal in the fine

art of adjudication. Now...

Obecks, is it?

What did you tell the cops?

Cop want to know why there was two

dead bodyguards and nobody to guard.

I told him we took the client out,

the client 's name was confidential.

He asked who took the client out,

I told him that was confidential.

He said the client was a witness. I

said no, it was before the shooting.

He said I had all the answers. I

said, yes, because it 's the truth.

Was there a time when one of the

deceased could've been in touch...?

-Wait. You don't think...?

-No, I don't think.

Nor do I assume, speculate

or hypothesize.

I merely observe.

And what I observe...

is one frantic f***-up on what

should be a routine exec protect.

Two yahoos wipe out half his

staff coming out of a building...

in broad daylight,

empty-handed, empty-handed.

-How can this happen, I ask?

-She was running.

-Unlikely.

-She took that kid for herself.

I had her in the box. You think a

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