Chapter 13 1
Everything in the world is normal, at least temporarily.The lights are bright everywhere, the plane has not yet fallen from the sky, the robbery has not yet occurred, Julia is still alive and well, and the shoppers still have smiles on their faces.As usual, people are looking forward to a good weekend.
No one except Nick knew what was about to happen, and no one knew what horrific life would turn around in an hour and fifty minutes.He looks at the scenes of Barry Hill's daily life and knows what will happen between now and night. However, he has an ability that neither fictional characters nor historical figures have. Fate is in his hands. He can change the future, his Behavior can change the course of time.
Julia stood at the back of the stationery and gift shop and stared at a stack of picture frames.She didn't know how big the ultrasound sonogram would be, so she didn't know what size picture frame to buy, so she took three styles, thinking that it should be no problem.
Then, she went to the book section and picked up her favorite fairy tale book "Fox in Socks" written by Dr. Seuss. On the way to check out, she took another roll of teddy bear wrapping paper.
As her friend Angela helped her check out, she was excited for the night ahead.Just as excited as a child looking forward to Christmas and Santa Claus making her dreams come true.The excitement she feels now is not the joy of receiving a gift, but the joy of giving.Giving, sharing, she wanted to see the look of surprise on Nick's face when he got a child (and the product of their love) as a gift.
She got back in the car, drove out of the parking lot, and headed for the airport.Although check-in and customs clearance at Westchester Airport was quick, she hoped to arrive earlier this time, instead of rushing to the boarding gate every time in a hurry.
When she was driving on the 684 Highway, her cell phone rang.
Hi Joe.Julia presses the speaker button after seeing who the caller is.
Sorry to call now.Julia's secretary Joe.Varan said: "Mr Ayers and Mr Lehner are in court and Collier's case is at issue again.They said the merger would not stand without a proper plan for Collier's children's trust fund in their divorce.
Julia smiled and said: One of his children is five years old and the other is seven years old!
Maybe their parents can predict the future!I don't know either.Anyway, Mr. Rainer said you have to deal with this conference call while they're away.
Are you kidding me?when?
Now.Mr. Lehner said on the phone that Collier's 12 million bill is worth taking the next flight.
I'll go back.Julia said.She felt a tightness in her chest, as if Christmas had been cancelled.
I don't think so, Joe replied: I have already arranged the conference call, I can connect you.You still have plenty of time to get on that flight with this lucky little thing in your stomach.
Julia laughed. Joe was indeed a formidable character.I'll pull over first so I don't lose the call.You turn all their calls over.
I wish you a safe journey, dear.
Thank you, you are the best.
All right, guys, Joe said: I've put you through Julia.Quinn is gone.
Good morning.Julia pulled over to the side of the road.Joe is a shrewd man.She always helps her get her life in order.
The sudden delay forced her to run to the gate as usual, but she still made it to the flight.She couldn't help smiling when she saw the teddy bear's wrapper popping out of the bag, and Nick was sure to be amazed.
I understand your concerns about your child's trust fund, Julia leaned back in her chair and said: Let's look at how we can protect their future.
Shano walked out of the bagel shop with only half a can of sports drink left.He ate the bagels quickly, hoping to finish them all before getting into the car.He hated the crumbs, and the poppy seeds on the bagels would stick to the carpet for weeks after eating them, and the poppy seeds would go off in little corners.
After eating the last bite, he came to the front of the car, patted his body clean and jumped into the car. At this time, the phone vibrated.There is a newsletter.
He looked at his phone, but didn't recognize the number.At this point, another text message came, one after another.He found the text message on his phone and found five photos in total.He was about to open the first photo when he was interrupted by a call from the number.
I'm Detective Shano.He picked up the phone.
Did you see the picture?the caller asked.
Who are you?
My private tarmac at Westchester Airport.I drive a blue Audi.Also, Detective, trust no one, especially your partner.
Then the phone hung up.
Looking at the phone, Xia Nuo felt that someone was playing a prank on him.He looked at the number again, still couldn't recognize it, and started looking at the first photo.
It was a green Ford in the photo, Danse's crappy car.Shano didn't understand at first why Dans wanted to drive the car, which, despite its increased horsepower, still looked like a broken car someone had left on the side of the road.Later Shano learned that Dans had spent a lot of time doing illegal part-time jobs in the southern part of the county and Brooks, New York, and choosing a broken car like that would be less conspicuous, not as eye-catching as Shano's black Ford.
Xia Nuo's eyes moved to the next photo.This is the back of Danse's car, with the entire trunk open.Shano couldn't help laughing.This must be a joke on him.The photos are like the sort of car photos from all angles that someone puts in the back of a magazine when they sell a used car.He couldn't think of anyone who would want to buy Dance's wreck.
But when he saw the third photo, he realized it was no joke.Here is a close-up of Dans's trunk, full of treasures, including golden swords, jeweled daggers, several fine pistols, and black velvet bags gleaming in the sun in open black velvet pouches. diamonds.
Shano immediately became serious. If this was a joke, it would be too much.And when he saw the next photo in the phone, he found that something seemed very wrong.
The door on the right side of the back seat of the car was open, and a passenger wearing a seat belt sat in a puddle of blood, blood all over his body.Xia Nuo looked closer, but couldn't see the man's face clearly.But no matter what, he knew he was seeing a dead body, a murder scene.
He finally opened the last photo, the one that left him unhinged and almost heart-stopping.Here's a close-up shot, this time from the left side of the back seat of the Taurus.He could see the face clearly. Due to excessive blood loss, the deceased's face was pale and blue, his mouth was slightly open, his jaw was loose, his eyes were lifeless, lifeless, and he had lost his soul.
Xia Nuo raised his head, and suddenly felt that this was some kind of delusion that he had never felt in his life.He looked down at the phone again, thinking he might have seen a strange vision.
But there is no doubt that the person Xia Nuo saw was himself.
Nick sat in the car, waiting for Shano to come over on the private helipad.He couldn't waste any more time explaining, so he had the perfect way to get the detective's attention.
Before the last time rewinding, he rushed back to the car, opened the door on Shano's side, and took the mobile phone on his belt from Shano's pocket.He keyed Xia Nuo's number into his mobile phone, and took pictures of Xia Nuo's back and front.He quickly circled around Danse's car, took five photos that he had just posted, and sent them in order according to the tension.He devised an invitation Shano couldn't refuse.
Beside his seat was the Colt pistol he had brought back from the bushes, its breech empty of silver bullets.It was the same gun he'd seen in the interrogation room twelve hours earlier, the same one that Danse had shot and killed Julia and put in his trunk to blame him.It has become a symbol of death and greed, but now the inscriptions on the barrel and the butt of the gun have become closely related to him, and also reflect Nick's dedication to justice: the gates to hell are so wide that you will meet in hell and still carry the God condemns those who may stand in darkness to be hostile to you, so be hostile to them also.
As the American Airlines jet took off from the runway into the blue sky, it rumbled like a constant muffled thunder that shook Nick's car.Planes and jets took off and landed as usual without incident, and the air traffic was as busy as usual this morning.
Nick looked out of the windshield and looked at the wide runway of the central main terminal of Westchester Airport. There were six medium-sized jetliners preparing to take passengers to various parts of the country; a white AS300 parked on the outermost edge, red and blue The circular trademark of is extremely eye-catching.Northeastern's jetliner sits quietly to refuel and prepare for takeoff.Food and drink restocked, walkways cleared, pillows and blankets replaced.These pre-boarding preparations take about an hour.Flight 502 was temporarily assigned a one-hour short flight to Boston's Logan International Airport.The plane that would take Julia into the air, with many unsuspecting passengers on board, crashed two miles into the air, burning everyone to their deaths.
Nick has been trying to stop the robbery, he wants to save Julia.But it ignored the 212 passengers who died in the air crash, Julia also became one of the victims.
It took him ten hours to save Julia from her imminent death and remove her killer from the world.Despite his best efforts, he pushed her back to the first death she had avoided in the first place.Because of the mistakes he made, she had no reason to get off the plane; because of his actions, she experienced the most terrifying death method, and it was also the death method he feared the most in his life.He couldn't imagine what was going through her mind as the plane flipped through the sky and fell.
He now finally understands where the beating minutes and seconds of the pocket watch are leading him.The pocket watch was for him to save the two hundred and twelve passengers who lost their lives, not just to save Julia.
Although he thought at first that all he had to do to keep Julia alive was to stop the robbery, he now realizes that his actions could lead to more serious consequences.
He couldn't expect himself to just take the keys to Paul's plane, or send a text message telling Julia not to get on Flight 502.He couldn't call the airline or the air traffic control bureau and tell them he had a bad feeling; he considered threatening them with the pretext of a bomb, but decided against it.He knew that if he wanted to avoid the crash and keep Julia alive, he had to do more, and at the same time, he had to avoid the robbery.
All his actions have consequences, and it makes no difference whether his intentions are noble or not.He had seen the death of Marcus, the death of Manas, and the death of Shano, and in the end, he even made Julia board the death plane.Every change he makes will cause ripples, and after a period of time, thousands of different results will be affected.
If Nick takes one wrong step, one wrong decision, it will affect the future. His wrong actions may make the tragedy of Flight 502 worse, and may cause it to crash in the densely populated downtown of Barry Hill, or land on the Children's campsites, not vast empty playgrounds.
Can people really change their destiny?Whether she was shot, died in a plane crash, or otherwise, was Julia destined to die today?Were the passengers on Flight 502 destined to die in the crash?Was it the same no matter how hard he tried to stop the Cessna from taking off?
Nick shook off the pessimistic thoughts immediately, trying to keep himself hopeful and in his best mood.He brushes away fears, dispels doubts, and instills confidence in even the most unlikely of successful situations.He's already here, and all day long he's turned back time in a way that even he can't comprehend, and he's come to this last hour, his last chance to save Julia.
Nick is full of hope and focused on finding a way. He wants to find the way that can change everyone's future.He wants to change the future of Julia, Marcus, Shano, Drovers, Manas and himself.He didn't know what the method was, but he knew he would find it before the hour was up.
Nick picked up the phone and tried calling Julia again, but the call went to her voicemail again.
Julia, Nick says: It's me.Do yourself a favor and don't get on that flight to Boston.I don't care what you are going to do, and I don't care if you will be fired. I have a bad feeling. I can't explain it clearly. Anyway, you just listen to me.Call me as soon as you hear this message.
Nick turned his attention to the Cessna, parked among a long line of small jets and planes, a white plane with a graceful streamline that felt like a man-made bird of prey.
A blue Chevrolet parked behind the small plane, the trunk lid open.Paul took out a suitcase and a small bag and put it on the ground.He was wearing gray slacks, a blue tie, a sport coat slung over the open car door, and gray hair combed neatly as if heading to Sunday mass.
Nick watched him for several minutes as he paced around the plane, talking on his cell phone.At this time, a dark green BMW with a shiny exterior drove up the single-lane lane.The car drove through the almost empty parking lot and parked on the other side of the plane, with Paul waiting.
A man in a blue shirt and cropped pants stepped out of the car and shook Paul's hand with both hands.The man had an elegant and dignified air, and he seemed to be in his late sixties, but his strong shoulders and tight waist showed that he was very strong; his perfect dark hair was streaked with gray, mostly concentrated at the temples.
The two were talking enthusiastically, gesticulating, and nodding all the time. Finally, the noble gentleman opened his trunk. Paul squatted down to open the black bag, and took out something with great difficulty and moved it to the BMW and put it in the trunk. Close the lid.
Nick recognized the mahogany box immediately, and the heart in his chest turned cold.It was the two-by-two wooden box, with the three sterling silver keyholes gleaming in the morning sun, and he couldn't be mistaken.
Then, the man in the blue shirt turned around, the sun shining on his profile.Although Nick was spinning and dizzy from the past twelve hours, he knew exactly who he was seeing now.
He is the European who showed up in the interrogation room, the one who gave him the watch and set him on a journey to reverse history.However, he now takes the mahogany box that Sam will steal an hour later. This box has caused many terrible incidents and killed many people. Julia's two tragic deaths are indirectly related to it. Flight 502 crashed.
Nick was puzzled by Paul and the Europeans who were his allies, and it never occurred to him that there was a connection, that he might not have been sent on this journey just for Julia.He saw the box only as a target for thieves, a loot Sam desired, and never thought about what was in the box or what it was worth.He thought it was just an old man's precious secret, but now
It was closely related to Julia's death and the crash of Flight 502, and too many people wanted what was in this wooden box.He'd never thought he'd see the mahogany box here at this hour, he thought it was still in the vault in the basement of the Hannik's house, which meant the real thief was standing on the tarmac right in front of him.
Nick jumped out of the car in a hurry and ran wildly on the asphalt road.Seeing Nick running towards him frantically, the European hurried into the car and drove away.Nick ran across the fifty-yard wide parking lot, past Paul, and followed the exit-bound car, tapping on the driver's window.The man glanced at Nick and stepped on the accelerator, leaving a cloud of smoke that Nick finally had to stop and watch the man go.
However, fate finally sided with him.A black Ford came from the front entrance and pulled into the one-way lane of the parking lot, the black front with blue and red lights on.When the car stopped on the side of the road, a loud siren sounded, just blocking the BMW's way out.
Shano jumped out of the car and raised his hands to prevent the European from driving out.He drew his gun and stood ready.
Please get off.Shano said loudly.
But the Europeans have gotten off the bus.
Are those photos you posted?Shano continued.
The European looked at him puzzled.
I passed it on.Nick ran to Shano, stopping beside him.Paul also ran over panting, and exchanged an unhappy look with his companion in the blue shirt.
What kind of bad joke are you making?Xia Nuo scolded through gritted teeth.
Detective, I promise you, Nick said: This is no joke.
Where did you find those photos?
Please be patient with me, Nick begged, throwing up his hands.There was a stolen mahogany box in the back of the car, and that box was Shams Shams, Washington House, Barry Hill.Hannik's property.
Shano looked at Nick for a moment, then turned to the man standing next to the BMW.Would you mind opening the trunk and showing me?
Without saying a word, the man immediately pressed the button to open the compartment cover.Xia Nuo walked over, but the compartment was empty except for a two-foot-square mahogany box.
That's right, there is a mahogany box in his rear compartment, Xia Nuo said: What's in it?
My name is Paul.Drovers.Paul walks over to Shano.He took out his wallet and showed his driver's license.I replace Shams.Hanneko, my company is responsible for Mr. Hanneko's security system, including the Washington House.Shano picked up Paul's driver's license, looked at it, and compared his face with the photo on the driver's license.He turns to another person.What are you?
Sacrea.Nash, I'm Mr. Hannikel's personal assistant in charge of his estate.
Then who are you?Shano finally asked Nick, who was a little grumpy about the bewildering situation.Nick was speechless for a moment when he heard that the European Nash who gave him the pocket watch was actually working for Hannik.
Do you two know this guy?Shano pointed at Nick.
do not know.Paul said.
Nash shook his head.
I'm Nick.Quinn.Nick regained his composure and focus and turned to Paul.In an hour your brother will go to Hannikle's house to steal his collection of weapons, diamonds, and this box.
Paul, Nash and Shano all stared blankly at Nick and exchanged glances, thinking that he was a lunatic daydreaming.
That's not it.Paul said softly.He took a step closer to Nick, as if amused by his crazy idea.
It's the box Sam stole from Hannickle's vault, Nick says: I'm pretty sure.
The box in the vault of the Washington House, where Paul speaks to a patient.It's a replica, an empty box with just a shell.
What?Nick's eyes filled with anger.
My brother will never have access to the box or its contents, I promise you.
Then why didn't you tell him you'd stolen it?Nick's voice was unusually tense.Everything Paul said made no sense at this hour before the robbery took place.
What did you say?Paul said: I didn't steal this thing.
So the box in the vault is fake?Although Nick asked the question, he already knew the answer.
Who are you?Paul's eyes were very confused.
Nick was on the verge of breaking down. He had a plan in place, and it was a foolproof plan.But now, he hears that both Paul and Nash work for Hannik, and the box in the vault is fake again
Nick looked back at him, wondering how much to reveal, too much and all credibility would be lost.
Just because your brother wanted what was in this box, the 212 passengers on Flight 502 would have died this morning, and my wife would have died on that flight.Why didn't you tell him that the box was empty?Nick can no longer tell the future from the past.
what are you talking about?Paul asked.
I'm very sorry.Shano looked at Nick as if he were a patient escaped from a madhouse.Mr. Quinn, will you please come with me?
Shano took Nick's arm.
I'm not crazy.Nick shook off Shano, who was holding his arm, and walked towards Paul.Has anyone seen the weapons in Hannik's collection?You are his security, you designed the system to protect his things, right?Has his collection of weapons ever been made public?
Paul looked at him and said: No.
After an hour, the security system you designed will be hacked.
impossible.Paul shook his head.
The Spanish long sword, the Sri Lankan short sword, the Ottoman saber; and the unknown Colt pistol, which was specially made by Sultan Murad V. It is also engraved with the words of various religions, including Catholicism and Judaism. , Islam, Buddhism.That gun was in a display case in Hannikle's basement.
Paul looked at Nick with an unfathomable expression.
You've just been there, Paul.Nick called him by his first name as an old friend.Is that display case still in good condition?
Paul nodded.what do you want to say in the end?
There were fourteen specially made silver bullets, each different, with Arabic writing engraved on them
locked out of heaven.Paul said slowly.
Nick put his hand in his pocket, and when he pulled it out again, his hand clenched into a fist, stretched out in front of Paul, and opened to reveal a handful of silver bullets.
What the hell is going on here?Shano asked.
You look me in the eye, Paul.Nick begged, but he ignored Shano.I'm not crazy, I trust you, I know you feel betrayed by your own brother, but someone has to stop him before the robbery happens.He killed everyone, he came here looking for you, he stole your plane, he caused this tragedy.
Nick reached into his pocket, pulled out Marcus' letter, and opened the Wall Street Journal to show Paul.
Holding the printout of the news page, Paul was lost for a moment in the charred sports field in the photo, with the smoky tail wreckage printed on it.He quickly scanned the other content, the stock market numbers, and finally, he saw the date and time.At four fifty-eight on the twenty-eighth of July.He kept staring at it, as if the content would change if he looked at it for a long time.
Did you see it?Nick asked.
time?Paul seems to be trying to understand this impossible event.
No, Nick pointed to the Northeast Airlines jet parked on the runway ready to take off.
is the aircraft serial number on the tail.
Paul looked at the red and green logo on the white tail of the AS300 jet parked on the runway of the main terminal, and his eyes moved down to the registration number, which is the certification number that all aircraft have, and it says N95301.
It took a long time for Paul to turn his gaze back to the paper in his hand. On the scorched black wreckage picture, there were clearly visible trademarks and serial numbers on the white tail. N95301.
Your brother thought it was the real box he stole from the Hannik's house, and then he came here looking for you, robbed your plane, and it happened.Nick pointed to the wreckage.He also died in the plane crash like everyone else.
What's this?Shano pointed at the paper.
But Paul didn't answer. He looked back and forth between the photo and the plane parked on the runway, and finally handed the paper back to him without saying a word.
Nick stuffed the paper back into his pocket, knowing he had secured his first ally.
Your brother's plane just landed here from Philadelphia, and Nick said, someone's going to pick him up around this time.
Nick turned to Shano.Your partner Ethan.Dance ganged up with Sam, Burnahart, Randall, and a policeman named Elio, and they were going to rob the Washington mansion today.He also killed my wife.Nick paused, mustering up the courage to tell Shano about his future.He also killed you.
enough!Shano yelled, grabbed Nick and turned him around, handcuffing him immediately, then turned him back, looking him in the eye.You are absolutely crazy.
I'm not crazy.Nick said.
Yeah?Where the hell did you get those photos you sent to my phone?
The photo I sent you has time.It was an hour and fifteen minutes later.Dance will shoot you in the stomach, drag you to the back of the car, and leave you bleeding to death.
detective?Paul tried to interrupt them.
How do you know such a thing?Shano just yelled at Nick, completely ignoring Paul.
I know Dance isn't a good cop, and I know about that St Christopher's Medal in your pocket.Nick said: You and Dans both graduated from St. Christopher's High School in Brooklyn, you are cousins, and he helped you find this job.
Why are you glaring at Nick?
Do you see the time on the photo?
I'm fine, why do I need to check the time above?Xia Nuo was very angry, but after thinking about it again, he took out the phone from his pocket, opened the cover, and found the first photo.
After a while, he finally looked at Nick.How can this be?
Nick turned to Paul, giving him a pleading look.You know what your brother wants to do, that's why you changed the box.Now you see the serial number on the tail and you know what's going on. Damn it, you tell him about it!
Paul looked at Nick with anxiety in his eyes, he looked at Nash, who nodded in agreement.
Paul turned to Shano.My brother will be flying over from philadelphia and will be here now
And your partner, Nick interrupted.He was going to pick him up.
Shano looked at Nick and Paul with confusion in his eyes.He looked into the distance, thinking seriously.After a while, he reluctantly went to the car to get the radio.
Lina, Xia Nuo said into the radio receiver.
Good morning, Shano.Lina's sticky voice came from the other end of the radio.
did you see dance this morning
He just left not long ago, not long after you left.
Do you know where he went?
Xia Nuo, did you get separated from your partner again?Why don't you call him?
I don't want to fight.Xia Nuo said: Can you help me find where his car is?
She paused for a moment.
Are you kidding me?She finally answered.
No, I'm serious.
He is at the airport like you!Aren't you there too?
Where is the airport?
God, Shano, you're less than half a mile apart.He's at the main terminal. Shall I go over and introduce you?
Dans was in his car at the main Westchester airport terminal, ready to go.He woke up this morning knowing that he was finally free from the weight of Lukai.But after he got rid of Burnahart and Elio and paid off the ransom, he'd still have fifteen million.Randall survived because he regarded him as his uncle. Randall knew what he had done, but never reported him.He is one of the few people he can trust, and others are just tools to help him achieve his goals.
Then, he will disappear from here, and Amsterdam will become his new home.He will get away from here and start a happy and content life again, without worrying about money or his own safety for the rest of his life.
He had procrastinated to the point where he couldn't put it off any longer, and Lukai's men kept harassing him with phone calls, visiting him in person, and constantly reminding him that if he couldn't raise money by midnight, he would die.
He and Sam have rehearsed it countless times, and they've thought about what to do when something unexpected happens or something goes wrong.They did paper walkthroughs, discussed details, and Sam even did computer tests.They counted every second, and this time it took less than fifteen minutes to complete.
Everything is ready and safe, and nothing can stop them from moving.
Sam stepped out of the main terminal at Westchester Airport into the warm sunshine.His mood was very complicated, because he was on a road of no return, but he tried his best to focus on the crimson wooden box, and let his thoughts lock on the loot he was about to get.He walked directly to the green car parked in the pick-up area, his neatly combed brown hair fluttering in the breeze.Everything is going according to plan, right?After getting into the car, Sam closed the door and asked with a smile.
Three of my companions will join us there at ten past eleven.Dance said.
Is everything I need ready?
Dance nodded.
I have to make sure everything is in the correct order.Sam said.
Without saying a word, Dans drove directly out of the pick-up area and parked the car in the parking space reserved for the Traffic Safety Bureau and the police.Dans opened the trunk, and both of them got out to check the contents of the trunk.
Sam opened the first bag and took out a silver box with a red half-dome lid.He opened the box, checked the lights inside, and made sure that the high-frequency and wide-angle lasers were working normally, and the battery could last for at least fifteen minutes.He made this himself according to the design drawings in Paul's file, a total of twelve.He doesn't know who created these special designs, but he knows that Paul wants to make something that can resist these functions and use it for future preservation.
Sam checked eleven other boxes as well, followed by three black lasers.This machine is placed on a five-inch-high tripod, which looks very similar to the laser scope on a gun. It emits a high-intensity beam like sunlight, which is concentrated on the monitor outside the house.
In addition, there are two matchbox-sized instruments that can emit electromagnetic interference noise. He checked them over and over in his hand, and flipped the switch up and down.
Finally, he examines the glass cutter, the simplest appliance in the bag, but also the most reliable.It has no mechanical construction, does not require electricity, lasers or high-tech circuit devices, and only has a small diamond-cut blade at the top and suction cups mounted on metal rods.
Sam's cell phone rang, and he quickly picked it up and pressed it to his ear.
Sam, his brother Paul said: You don't talk yet.
good.With a smirk, Sam closed the trunk and got in the car.
I'm on the private helipad now, Paul said: I've opened the Hanico's safe, the box is in my hand now.
Sam said nothing, but his blood began to boil.
The person with you is Ethan.Detective Dance, right?When it's all done, he'll shoot you and kill you.Paul's tone was very cold.Think about what you are trying to do.what do you wantI know you don't want antiques or diamonds, you want what's in this box.You picked the wrong partner, I have the box now, come to me if you want it.
Sam hung up without saying a word.Danse was back in the car and on the road.
I have to go to the private helipad.Sam finally spoke after a long wait.
Why?dance asked.
We are in trouble.
Damn it!Dance drew his pistol and said: We haven't even started yet!
What are you doing with your gun?Sam looked at Dance's nine-centimeter pistol.
Solve the trouble!
At seven o'clock in the morning, when Paul found out what Sam was going to do, he called Shams immediately, even though he knew it would implicate his brother.Hannickle, explain what's about to happen.
Shams said nothing to worry about except the box, but he had to get it before it fell into Sam's or someone else's hands.Shams said it was okay to let them take the weapons and diamonds, since those things meant nothing to him anyway, and they were all insured.
Paul has known Shams for five years, and he designs security systems for Hanico's homes around the world.There is the Washington mansion at Barry Hill, his wife's cabin on the coast of Maine, the chateau in Nice, France, the bungalow he occasionally visits on his private island in the Maldives, and his summer home by the sea in Massachusetts.Paul and Shams become best friends, sharing their thoughts, talking about lost loves and some private parties.Shams gave him wise career advice, pointed him in the right direction, and gave advice only when he asked.
Paul used to tell him about Sam, about the never-ending troubles and the troublesome things that happened because of him, but Shams always reminded him that family was the most important thing, the bond that could never be severed.Family members teach us our true worth, what we want and need, our fragile selves and our mistakes, not who we show the world to be.He reminds Paul that he's Sam's only connection to his boyhood, the only person who knew him before he was hit with harsh reality, drugs, alcohol and rebellion.
Two years ago, Shams asked him to make a box to keep the family secret locked up in a place where no one could get it, but whose contents could be easily moved.
Paul didn't ask him what he wanted to store, or what it was that he didn't want the world to know, but Shams insisted on telling him the secret, and asked Paul to be one of a trio, along with himself and his personal assistant Sarah Claire.Nash, the three of them supervised the box together.Only the three of them know the contents of the box and have access to it.
It took Paul a year to design the box. He made a prototype of the box, tested how harsh the box could withstand, and finally brought the finished product: a titanium alloy box wrapped in fireproof Nomex paper and three layers of Kevlar fiber, which is an idea from NASA's spacesuit, the box can resist various temperatures, pressures and attacks.This set of locks is the second-generation design of the octagonal key. Three slots can be inserted into three octagonal keys, and each key must correspond to a specific letter.Jack, key and eight positions.In total, there are more than three thousand corresponding possibilities.This box made of African mahogany looks like some kind of fine furniture, but its insulation and pressure resistance and impenetrability are equal to the safest and most secret safe in the white house.
As soon as Paul finished his phone call with Shams, he rushed to the airport and flew to Westchester in less than an hour.His small private jet can fly low, avoiding heavy air traffic.
He had clearance for the airport and didn't need to worry about the monitors, so Paul hopped in a waiting cab and drove straight to the Washington House to get the box out of Hannik's safe, based on what he had done during the design process. Empty box prototype replaced.
Dans drove the car from the single lane into the large parking lot on the private helipad.The parking lot, which runs parallel to the airport, is located next to a large collection of planes, making it easy for the owners of the planes to come and go.These jets all face the side lanes of the small airport, which is the road leading to the runway of the main airport.
Dans was parked between a BMW and a blue Chevrolet parked next to a small white airplane. A crimson wooden box sits on the roof of the BMW, displayed like a prize.
A stocky man with neatly combed gray hair stood next to the BMW, resting his hands on the box.他的肩膀異常寬闊，目光炯炯有神，緊盯著坐在乘客座的山姆；第二個男人個子較高，穿著鄉村俱樂部風格的精美服飾，坐在德國製的車子裡，車門敞開，腳踏在柏油路上。
你在這裡等一下。山姆下車後將車門關上。
這兩兄弟無論在任何方面都南轅北轍。山姆相當消瘦，站在體格健壯的哥哥面前，兩人的差異更加明顯；保羅已經有白頭髮，山姆的頭上還看不出來；一個人事業成功，充滿自信，另一個則毛躁不安又神經質。山姆知道他的完美計畫已經曝光，他看到自己最想要的東西擺在BMW車頂上。這就是最明顯的證據。
你到底幹了什麼好事？山姆以一種近乎野獸般的聲音低吼。
Are you joking?保羅駁斥：你侵入我的私人檔案，還打算搶劫我的客戶。這個人是我最好的客戶，更是我最親近的好友。
fuck you!山姆用充滿血絲的眼睛忿恨地瞪著他。
回答的還真好。
別把我當成小孩子。山姆頂嘴。
我從來沒有這麼想。保羅說：你有沒有想過，也許是你對人生有著錯誤見解才會做出這種結論？
不要跟我講什麼人生大道理。
對，沒錯，你的人生有夠爛保羅的肢體動作比他說的話還要誇張。所以你要把別人都毀掉才高興嗎？
Get out!山姆的脾氣爆發。
又來了，你老是用這種強烈的字眼，你不但懶惰愚蠢，還莽撞得要命。你知道要查出你想做的事情有多簡單嗎？你知道要在你靠近這盒子之前把它拿走有多容易嗎？保羅摸了摸木盒光滑的蓋子。
山姆焦慮到開始喘氣。
聽著，告訴我你到底要什麼。保羅拍著盒子。you want money?要得到別人的認可？還是純粹只要這個盒子？
丹斯下車走近山姆。你能不能告訴我這是怎麼一回事？
到車裡等我。Sam said.
Who is this guy?丹斯指著保羅問。他看著BMW車上的盒子。這盒子又是怎麼一回事？
nothing.Sam said.
最好是沒什麼。丹斯回答。
這是我跟我哥之間的事情。
你哥？丹斯驚訝地說：這到底是怎麼一回事？
兩兄弟都沒回答，兩人都還在盛怒之中。
Who are you?丹斯看著坐在車裡的人。
突然有一輛黑色福特開進停車場，車子來到丹斯面前時緊急煞車。
嗨，丹斯。夏諾下車，平靜地說。
丹斯轉身，突然看到自己的搭檔，他開始四下張望，裝出在等人的樣子。
一切都沒事嗎？夏諾順著丹斯的目光望去。
尼克從夏諾的乘客座下來，繞過車子。
我有點小麻煩，不過我可以自己處理。丹斯換上一臉虛情假意。How did you come here?
有人告訴我一些非常奇怪的控訴。
who?丹斯望著尼克。
尼克也回望他。
我不喜歡毫無證據的控訴。Dan paused.質問上司是很不應該的。
快告訴我你到底在這裡幹什麼？夏諾用手順了順黑髮。這樣我就可以趕快回去處理更重要的事。
這是私事，夏諾，你少管，免得我們鬧得不愉快。
尼克安靜地站在一旁，看著這位把他人生搞得一團糟的人。
他說你想殺他老婆。夏諾以質問的口吻說：你知道他在說些什麼嗎？
聽著，夏諾。丹斯的口吻好像在對小孩說話似的。警察內部檢調單位已經盯上你了，我只要一通電話，你不僅會身敗名裂，還得去吃牢飯。那些犯人最痛恨警察。
God!你以為這樣就能嚇唬我嗎？夏諾往前走了一步，憤怒得挺起胸來。我很清楚自己光明磊落，我知道你手腳不乾淨。所以少跟我廢話。
丹斯大笑著嘲弄夏諾。我們晚點再聊吧，我跟朋友約好了要去別的地方。他向山姆揮手示意，要山姆跟他一起上車。
山姆瞪著他看了好一會兒，回頭看看那個盒子，又看看拿著那個盒子的哥哥。
丹斯，山姆低聲說：我們不去了。
What?丹斯立刻轉身，好像背後突然被人刺了一刀。
我要取消整個行動。
丹斯走到山姆面前，猶如一隻暴怒的公牛往他臉上猛噴氣。他的目光到處游移，看看保羅，又轉回來看著山姆，接著望向車頂上的那個盒子。
丹斯毫無預警地拔出手槍，左手迅速伸過去抓住保羅，扣住他的脖子，把九釐米口徑的槍抵在保羅的頭上。
夏諾也以迅雷不及掩耳的速度拔出手槍對準丹斯的頭。伊森，你在搞什麼？
丹斯不理會夏諾，他把槍管伸進保羅的耳朵大喊：山姆，盒子裡到底是什麼？
山姆看著保羅，驚慌失措。
保羅保持一貫的鎮定，他上過戰場，知道在戰場上冷靜是最重要的。
我今天早上醒來的時候可不打算要在晚上空手而回。回答我，盒子裡裝的到底是什麼？
不管是什麼都跟你想的不一樣。Sam said.
它甚至足以打亂我們的計畫，這東西價值有超過兩千五百萬嗎？夠換你哥哥一條命嗎？
把槍放下，伊森。夏諾低聲說。
你最好在我殺了你哥之前打開那個盒子。丹斯扳開手槍的保險。
丹斯！夏諾大吼：該死！快放下武器！
夏諾，你敢讓自己的雙手染上鮮血嗎？丹斯扭轉保羅的身體，把他當作自己跟夏諾之間的盾牌。你只會說大話，但你有辦法開槍嗎？你有自信殺我嗎？萬一你失手，你有辦法忍受間接傷害到別人的罪惡感嗎？
尼克依然靜止不動，在這場混亂中，他繼續當沉默的旁觀者。
夏諾注視著保羅的眼睛，他看到的是一個一點也不驚慌、冷靜尋找解決之道和逃命方式的人。
一輛克萊斯勒急速駛進車道，在大家僵持不下的地點後面緊急煞車。艾利歐跳下車後拿槍瞄準夏諾，藍道爾從駕駛座下來，緩緩地拔槍，從另一邊瞄準夏諾的頭。
花錢就買得到朋友。Dance said.
夏諾握緊九釐米手槍。他知道，如果他投降，丹斯抓住的那個人隨時有可能被殺。
我告訴你要怎麼做，丹斯說：放下武器，丟到別的地方，這樣我就不會射殺這裡的任何人，就從我手上這個人開始。
你不可能
丹斯對著跑道射了一槍，把大家嚇了一大跳，情況一團混亂。
尼克站在原地看著保羅和丹斯的槍，那把槍又轉回去瞄準保羅。山姆驚慌得不知所措，消瘦的手臂抖個不停，眼神發狂似地四處轉，尋求他人協助。
下一槍就是射到人的身上。丹斯說：你最好相信我，夏諾。
夏諾看著丹斯，知道他所言不虛，終於屈服把槍放到地上，踢到十英尺外碰不到的地方。
喂，藍道爾，丹斯說：我後車廂裡有警用塑膠繩，拿出來把這些人綁起來。
艾利歐揮手叫尼克和納許過去在福特車旁站好。藍道爾拿著從丹斯後車廂取得的塑膠繩把兩人的雙手綁在前面，讓他們靠在車子旁坐著。
艾利歐轉向夏諾，槍口抵在他胸前。
你們犯下大錯了。他們在綁他手腕時，夏諾眼裡燃燒著怒火。
你乖乖合作就是了，夏諾，快坐下。艾利歐怒斥，把警探推到尼克旁邊坐下。
山姆，你到底是怎麼回事？丹斯先看著那三名囚犯，再把注意力轉回被他扣住的保羅，然後才看著山姆。
你不可以反悔。丹斯的口氣中透著一絲恐懼。我答應了別人，就要信守承諾。他已經控制住場面，現在兀自站在那裡思考著。
這是你哥哥的飛機嗎？丹斯看著左邊的塞斯納。你會開嗎？
山姆不情願地點點頭。
丹斯又將注意力轉回保羅身上，把槍管抵在他的側腦，直戳進他的耳朵。
現在我們有個選擇。一個能決定這裡每個人生死的選擇。這一切取決於卓弗斯兄弟，你們的命運操在他們手上。
這時，一隻黃色的拉不拉多不知從樹林哪裡冒出來。牠停下來，左右轉著頭看著每個人。
我們的第一個選擇是那個盒子。丹斯朝BMW車頂上的紅木盒撇撇頭，不理會那隻好奇的狗。我帶著那東西飛走，這樣你們大家都可以活命；另一個選擇是，我們按照原定計畫到華盛頓大宅搶劫，但可惜的是，如果是這個選擇，我們就得在出發前先把你們都殺死，再到漢尼寇家去拿古董和鑽石。
那隻狗突然開始吠叫，彷彿能嗅到危險似地以四隻腳倒退，不停吠叫，甚至夾帶著低吼聲。
所有人的眼睛都盯著那隻狗，突然間，丹斯毫無預警地朝牠射了一槍。
那隻狗發出一聲痛苦的慘叫，轉身逃走，但跑不到二十英尺腳步就逐漸慢下來，牠搖搖晃晃，眼神困惑，露出哀求的表情，倒在地上死了。
你這個殘酷的禽獸。納許大吼。
我可不想延誤我們出發的時間，丹斯轉向山姆。現在，除非你們這裡的人想像那隻狗一樣沒命，不然你們兩個其中之一就快點給我打開盒子。
山姆和保羅都保持沉默。
打開它。丹斯大吼，扭住保羅脖子的手臂收緊。
我沒辦法打開。保羅說：那需要三把鑰匙。他指著三個鑰匙孔。但我只有一把。
另外兩把在哪裡？
在夏姆斯．漢尼寇那裡。Paul said.
Where is he?
你不可能從他那裡拿到鑰匙的，他寧可讓我們死光，也不會願意讓你打開那個盒子。
既然這樣，那表示他已經幫你們做好選擇了，我都無所謂，只要現在殺了你們再到他家去拿古董和鑽石就能解決這些狗屁。
丹斯把槍管抵住保羅的太陽穴，扳開保險
你這個狗娘養的，不要把他牽扯進來。山姆衝到丹斯面前。
你走上這條路之前都沒想過後果嗎？丹斯對山姆大吼：你自己說要走出他的陰影，現在卻要保護他？
那個盒子是我要的東西，跟我哥無關。
既然需要三把鑰匙，那你要怎麼打開它？
山姆無法正視丹斯的眼睛。
你是你們家唯一的笨蛋是嗎？你根本不知道要怎麼打開它對不對？
我會想出辦法。
那就現在想出來！丹斯吼著，怒氣使他脖子青筋突起。
山姆轉頭看著那個盒子。
裡面到底是什麼鬼東西？丹斯說：可惡，這玩意兒最好價值百萬，否則我保證你們今天都會死得很難看。
山姆突然轉身，手臂揮過去，一拳打中丹斯的腦側。
不過這一拳對丹斯沒多大影響，他迅速反擊，以九釐米手槍瞄準他。山姆驚駭地往後退，丹斯則毫不遲疑地扣下板機。
子彈從槍管中飛出來打中山姆的膝蓋，他搖晃著倒地。
你真是太蠢了。丹斯說：算你幸運，我還需要你，否則子彈就會射中致命部位。
山姆抓著流血的膝蓋在地上打滾。
丹斯勒緊保羅的脖子往後退，手槍對準BMW車頂上的盒子開了一槍。
那個沉重的盒子沿著車頂滑動，但在被子彈射中後，盒子卻一點都沒有裂開。
省省子彈吧！保羅說：那盒子是我設計的，材料可是防彈防火的鈦合金。
丹斯再度把槍管塞到保羅的耳朵裡。你設計的？那你馬上給我打開，不然就得死。
can't do it.
此時，尼克起身喊他。丹斯。
尼克瞪著丹斯，他在未來見過他，知道他什麼狠事都幹得出來。他已經殺了茱莉亞、馬可仕、保羅和馬納斯，誰知道這傢伙還殺了多少人。當尼克在棋盤上移動棋子、擺弄命運時，卻沒有任何事能改變丹斯邪惡的心。這個貪婪的警探必定會繼續殺人，隨心所欲地結束別人的性命。
你要錢對吧？尼克說：但你殺了他也打不開那個盒子，我有比那個更好的東西，比你想得到的東西更有價值。
丹斯盯著他看。
保羅告訴他的價值觀在尼克腦中迴響，還有馬可仕說的貪得無厭的人就像愛賭博的人，翻倍加注、贏雙倍或輸光、贏了一千想要兩千，就是這種心態。
先放他走，尼克說：我可以證明給你看。
尼克舉起被綁住的雙手走向丹斯，直視他的眼睛。
放他走，讓我代替他，我會給你一輩子都想像不到的財富。
fuck you!
如果你不滿意大可以殺了我。
丹斯繼續瞪視著尼克。
你辦公室的鞋子裡塞著一個聖克里斯多夫獎章，你的母親在上面刻了一行字：奇蹟將會發生。
你怎麼會知道這些？dance asked.
丹斯，你相信奇蹟對不對？尼克問：那就為我鬆綁，尼克舉起綁著塑膠繩的雙手。我會讓你看見奇蹟，讓你成為一輩子都想像不到的富豪。
茱莉亞看著手錶，現在是十點五十五分。她把時速加到八十英里。雖然她想多留一點時間，但還是遲到了。感謝上帝，幸好威徹斯特機場只是個地區性的小機場，用衝的說不定可以趕上十一點十六分的飛機。
這個電話會議比她預期的還長，對方的律師總想做些無意義的爭論，以便從帳單多拿到一個小時的費用。茱莉亞討厭這種律師，就是這些人的行為導致全球都討厭這一行的。
她按下手機上的擴音鍵聽語音信箱。尼克打過兩次電話給她，她相信他打來一定是為了今天早上吵架的事情道歉，後悔讓她不高興。
當然他也可能是打電話來談晚上跟莫勒斯吃飯的事情，他想做最後一次嘗試，看今晚能不能不去吃晚餐。
茱莉亞，尼克的聲音在車內響起。it's me.幫個忙，別上那班飛往波士頓的飛機。我不在乎妳要去做什麼，也不在乎妳會不會被開除，我有很不好的預感，我無法解釋清楚，反正妳聽我的話就對了。聽到這個留言後馬上打電話給我。
茱莉亞聽著這段留言，尼克的聲音很急切，近乎哀求。他不是要為今天早上吵架的事情道歉。倒也不是說這件事有多重要，可是
她不明白他怎麼會知道她要去波士頓，除了她、寇弗醫生和喬之外，沒有別人知道，而且這幾個人都不會告訴尼克。
這不是尼克第一次勸她不要坐飛機。她二月曾取消過一次出差，就因為他擔心中部的暴風雪，但後來當然沒什麼問題，所有的飛機都準時又平安地抵達。他不是故意要發布假警報，這只是他表達自己不能沒有她的另一種說法。
即使尼克生她的氣，他的愛意、關懷和擔憂也不曾減少。
他這個月工作很多、很辛苦，她可以從他說話的聲音中感受到壓力，他需要一點驚喜，一個能再次確認生命意義的時刻。他們兩人將共進浪漫晚餐，她會跟他解釋，以後晚餐很快就會變成三人共餐，還有什麼驚喜比這更好呢？
所以，就算她必須以破世界紀錄的速度衝向航站也無所謂，她一定要趕上這班飛機。
跟我到車子那邊去。尼克指著五十碼外、停在停車場入口旁的奧迪。我不但可以給你更有價值的東西，還可以讓你在沒人知道的情況下離開這裡。
丹斯拿出刀子割斷尼克手腕上的塑膠繩。把那盒子拿過來。
尼克從BMW車頂上拿起盒子，這東西出人意料的沉重。
丹斯用槍抵著尼克背後，示意他走向藍色奧迪；保羅蹲在大腿流血的弟弟面前，夏諾和納許仍被綁著，坐在地上，由藍道爾和艾利歐監視。
來到奧迪車旁之後，尼克把木盒放在車頂上，高舉雙手，表示他無意反抗。
先看看我的前座。尼克指著車內說。
丹斯打開車門，看到座位上有一把鑲著珠寶的柯爾特手槍，他拿起來仔細檢視。
我想你應該知道那是什麼東西，也知道它是從哪裡來的。
你有其他的東西嗎？丹斯震驚地問：那些鑽石也在你這裡嗎？
我的外套口袋裡有兩封信。尼克指向口袋。
動作慢一點。丹斯示意尼克拿出那兩封信，並將槍管抵在尼克的額頭上。
丹斯把槍放在車頂上，尼克先把第一封信交給他，他看了看上面的藍色紋章，打開來，迅速讀完兩張信紙。
尼克緩緩地從口袋拿出手錶遞給他。
懷錶？丹斯的眼神在金錶和信之間游移。你是在跟我開玩笑嗎？Do you think I'm stupid?
丹斯又瀏覽了一下納許的那封信。What the hell is this?他用力把槍抵在尼克頭上。
你再讀下一封信。尼克平靜地把馬可仕的信交給他，同時把納許的信塞回外套口袋。
丹斯開始讀了起來。
你看最後一頁，尼克說：這是今天的華爾街日報。
丹斯讀著它，困惑地皺起眉頭。
看看上面的日期和時間，尼克說：這是八小時後。
連小孩也知道怎麼用影像軟體搞把戲。
尼克慢慢將手伸進胸前口袋拿出手機、掀開手機蓋。
你在做什
別緊張，尼克說完後打開手機，找出拍到丹斯車子的那張照片，把手機交給他。丹斯翻著那幾張照片，在看到後車廂時停了下來。他盯著那些鑲金鑲珠寶的武器、刀劍和一袋鑽石，最後眼神落在那把柯爾特手槍上，這把槍就跟放在尼克車頂上的槍一模一樣。
What kind of trick is this?那東西不在我的後車廂裡，我幾分鐘前才看過。
這不是什麼伎倆，尼克平靜地說：你看到的是未來。
How can this be?
耐心聽我說，如果信上說的事情是真的，想想你能做什麼。
丹斯開始思考。
你在知道樂透號碼和賭馬結果後，可以回到過去。尼克順著他貪婪的念頭誘導他。若能善加利用，你就可以得到大筆財富。
那你為什麼要放棄這個懷錶？你怎麼可能願意拿這一切去換那個人的命？丹斯以槍指指身後的保羅。
Nick nodded.
丹斯突然笑了。不對，他想通後搖著頭說：原來這就是為什麼夏諾要說我殺了你老婆，這兩封信上說的就是這個意思。我在未來做了那件事，所以你回來阻止我。
丹斯先望著四周，然後凝視著那只懷錶。
我的天！丹斯突然恍然大悟。我知道你老婆是誰了。她是漢尼寇的律師對吧？Nick said nothing.
就算我拿走這只錶，丹斯對尼克露出冷酷的笑容，手指摸著金錶。誰又能斷定我將來就不會殺了她？
尼克的心臟怦怦狂跳，血液沸騰，心中充滿忿恨。
丹斯又看著手上的那只錶。所以這就是尼克的目的，他要藉著金錶分散他的注意力。
尼克突然從車頂上拿起那把柯爾特手槍對準丹斯的太陽穴打下去。他搶走警探的手槍，趁他還來不及反應之前把槍丟到一旁。他再次拿起柯爾特手槍對準丹斯的鼻子。
尼克把槍丟開，憤怒地朝丹斯身上狂打，把所有的怒氣和挫折都發洩出來，以怒意滿滿的拳頭拚命捶打著眼前這個邪惡的傢伙。
儘管丹斯力氣很大，在道上也混了很久，鬥毆和殺人的經驗都很豐富，但遇上恨意強烈的尼克，他也難以招架。數不清幾次，尼克看著妻子死亡、經歷失去她的痛苦，這一切全是因這名惡人而起。
終於，尼克站了起來，任由被打得鼻青臉腫、渾身是傷的警探在地上打滾。
尼克拿回那只在陽光下閃閃發亮的金錶，這是他今日的通行證。他把錶拿起來塞進後面的口袋裡。
之後，他拿起那把精緻的手槍，把手伸進口袋拿出一顆銀子彈。他扳開手槍輪盤，放入一顆點四五的銀子彈，推回彈匣，轉一下。
他看著那把槍和它複雜精細的設計，鍍金的外殼在陽光下閃耀光芒，這把武器有種神聖的感覺。尼克想到刻在上面的阿拉伯文字，禁入天堂。他希望這個句子真有某種魔力，能把人的靈魂打下地獄。
他把槍抵在丹斯頭上。
你為了報復我尚未犯下的罪行，所以打算殺了我？
尼克扳開保險，準備就緒。
丹斯無奈地望著尼克的眼睛。
尼克瞪著這名該死的警察。這個男人殺了他的妻子、殺了他最好的朋友、殺了保羅和馬納斯，還害五〇二號班機墜毀，尼克知道，他注視的這個人極度邪惡、黑心，這人把人性做為工具，他毫無道德或憐憫之心。
但在這個瞬間，他感覺到命運三女神的阻攔。似乎所有的事情、所有的死亡都尚未發生，那些都屬於未來一個不存在的未來。這一切似乎只能留給機運去做決定。
然而，丹斯的眼神灼燒著他，尼克看著這名冷酷無情的人，他很清楚，這個人一生只會做壞事和傷害別人。
你做不到對不對？你無法扣下板機對不對？Dance said.
尼克的眼神軟化。
我告訴你，如果我在未來殺了你老婆丹斯頓了頓，一副要道歉的模樣。但當他毫無笑意的嘴角揚起時，那種可能性很快消失。搞不好也是因為她該死。這些話刺傷了尼克，所有理智都從他腦中消失，尼克的手握在這把古董槍上，然後他
扣下板機。
夏諾望著站在克萊斯勒旁的藍道爾和艾利歐，他看著保羅替山姆綁上臨時止血帶。這兩名壞警察正在竊竊私語。
夏諾坐在納許旁邊，靠在他的福特野馬上。他偷偷地把塑膠繩靠在柏油路上摩擦，減低它的強韌度。他瞥一眼停車場的遠處，看到尼克和丹斯打了起來。夏諾便不再耽擱，直接撐開雙臂，拉扯塑膠繩，即使弄痛了手腕也不在乎。他一直扭到扯斷為止。
等到藍道爾和艾利歐發現尼克在毆打丹斯時已經來不及了。夏諾跳起來，一拳打中藍道爾的鼻子，他立刻噴出鼻血，頭暈目眩、跌跌撞撞地倒向車子。但夏諾繼續攻擊他，使盡全力捶打藍道爾柔軟的肚子，把這名中年警探打倒在地，痛得差點暈過去。
他心中有底，知道艾利歐不是這麼好對付。他年輕、動作快又力道十足，手上還拿著槍瞄準夏諾的頭。
夏諾，快點退後，否則我會殺了你。
夏諾沒有答腔。他從不明白為什麼有些人在打架或是生死關頭時非要開口說話不可。
他一揮動左臂夏諾立刻把槍推開，讓槍口遠離自己，他用雙手抓住艾利歐的手腕，用力一扭，迫使這名警察失去控制手槍的能力。
艾利歐的本能反應是想搶回那把槍，這正中夏諾的本意。當他轉動手腕抓向夏諾的手臂、試圖奪回武器時，夏諾握緊右拳往後勾，再猛力打向艾利歐的喉嚨，他一驚之下立刻抓向受傷的氣管；夏諾把他手中的槍用力甩掉，其間仍不停地捶打艾利歐的頭和身體，這名年輕