His filthy hand slaps my face once again. We're at May, 7th of 1990. Morocco. - Who do you work for? We're in an abandoned storage facility near the city docks. I don't answer. Slap. One more. He's getting really pissed. - I SAID: who... do... you... work.. for? My hands and feet are tied to a chair …
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Jackie's dreams were some of the worst he ever had after the project. He wakes up way after sunrise. It's a hot summer morning. A good morning to find some good answers, and he knows exactly where to go. - Old Graywolf better be at home - I think while the train goes fast through the suburbs. - Last …
"A big explosion takes place. Window's shards rain on the sidewalk. I bet you can guess. Yes, it was my apartment. Second floor. I hurry up the stairs. The door has been ripped of the hinges. The whole place is upside down. Something is burning. Shit, it's my bedroom! The smoke is spreading really …
Slowly, Jack wakes up from the black dream. - Now that we know each other, I'll tell you what happens next. Jackie faces the big man. Then, he talks. - I'm leaving. THIS is what is gonna happen. - Hm, I guess not. You are going to HELP us, actually. Didn't you want to know what was going on? - …
New York City, Brooklyn. Blake Ave with Hertz St. 02:49 am. Raining. Jackie walks down Hertz St in silence. It's cold like death. The rain makes it all much worse. There's something strange in the air. He hears something behind him. Turns back. Nothing to see. - Probably just a goddamn cat. He turns …