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My crew, store your cargo below deck. Special compartment, safe from prying

eyes, as you requested.

Thank you, Captain.

Discussion is a dying art at this day and age.

We sail as soon as we're loaded.

Do you have further questions for me?

Please answer all my questions.

Weapon?

As I told you, Captain, possession is truly a dying art.

Please inform your gallant crew to set a course for New York.

I need you to do a background check for me.

You all right?

Something wrong?

No.

Yes.

Probably not.

Uh, background check. You got a name or is it dealer's choice?

Daphne White.

Coffee table.

Coffee table?

Coffee table. Are we doing a bit? Coffee table.

How did you know I was going to ask you for this?

Daphne White.

Fifth grade school teacher, predisposed to fantasy action adventure genre.

She likes stinky cheese, pinot noir, line dancing, kind of weird. Met her at

grocery store and we set up a date for this weekend.

She means something to me.

You do realize how ironic it is to ask me that, don't you?

Look, I've done whatever I can to make this a fully functioning Faraday cage,

shielding most transmissions from going in or out, but what I can't prevent is

your phone from backing itself up to our servers every time you enter the

building.

Including my personal texts.

You might want to change your settings. Or don't. Doesn't really matter. It's

not going to work out with you two.

Why?

What do you find out?

She mentioned me to her friends. It's kind of creepy you have no presence

online. Look, she's going to dump you, man, as soon as she finds out you don't

have any social media accounts.

You don't have any. What are you talking about? I got like 4 ,000 of them.

In this one, I'm a millionaire.

Who sold his first startup to Elon Musk when he was 16 years old? Adrian

Holbrook.

Yeah, you're probably right.

I'll call her. I'll cancel the date.

Okay, stop.

Wait.

Maybe I can help. I don't need any favors from you.

It's not for you.

Okay? I mean, if she can keep you busy, you know, and out of my skiff, think of

it more as a quid pro quo Clarice vibe rather than a favor.

So, I'm going to make it look like you've been on social media since the

time. You like dogs or cats?

I am not entirely comfortable with... Dogs or cats?

Dogs.

Meet Nicodemus Donatos, an arms dealer who specializes in providing the world's

worst weapons to the most vile terrorist organizations.

ISIS, Hezbollah, Boko Haram.

More than heard of him. Niko's been on the JSOC kill capsules for years now.

Yeah, for good reason.

I ran an op in Iraq to stop the supply chain of EFPs that he was bringing in.

Explosively formed penetrators. That weapon killed hundreds of our troops.

I had ice water running through the veins.

So what's the mission?

My contact at the CIA has informed me that they've learned that Niko is about

make an illegal arms deal in New York City.

While he's on domestic soil, that's out of the CIA's jurisdiction.

Precisely, which is why they left us to finish the job.

Soldiers only kill lawful combatants. We don't murder people.

A distinction and boundary, I respect.

But Nicholas's actions are responsible for countless atrocities. This guy's

notorious for killing anybody who gets in his way. The caravan of Bedouins in

Iraq who made the mistake of making camp at one of his drop sites, he just

resistfully slaughtered them.

If we don't take him out, many more will die.

Sometimes you have to do a bad thing for the greater good.

This has the intel the CIA has gathered on its current whereabouts. The mission

is simple. You go to New York City, you locate and neutralize the target. You

should be in and out in 24 hours.

To cover the op, Kilroy will create chatter that the Russian mafia killed

for op sex.

Good deal. And I'll make sure to leave this off your list of hobbies for you

now.

I'll explain that later.

Probably not.

CIA intel was right.

Nico is here.

Should be able to tap into hotel security feeds now.

How do you always manage to get hold of all this gear?

Girl's gotta have some secrets.

Nico's on the 41st floor.

So our best option is to set up a sniper's nest on this roof here.

What?

It's a power spike.

Where are you coming from?

I don't understand.

I calibrated you yesterday.

You draw more power than you should.

You're not really going to make me go under your hood, are you?

Yeah, you are, aren't you?

Okay, I have it your way.

Full diagnostics will track you down.

Wind velocity.

Five kilometers per hour. Two o 'clock.

Temperature 38 .9 degrees Celsius.

Distance to target 350 meters. Four clicks up.

Get away from the gun.

Isabel? After all these years, I didn't think you'd recognize me, Brian.

It's you.

All grown up.

How'd you find me?

You taught me well.

Never let your prayer leave your sight.

I saw you sailing Nico at the hotel.

Domingo and I followed you both here. When I realized your intent... Well,

we are.

You're hunting Nico, too. Why do you stop me?

Because, Brian, I need Nico alive.

Oh, that is disappointing.

Is that correct?

Should I be concerned?

It's good work for it.

Three different diagnostics, returning three.

identical results looks like something is transmitting data out of this gift

that's impossible no no our network is definitely getting chummy with someone

the outside i mean the digital handshakes are negligible but um but

transmissions are are minuscule but the cumulative effect is what's got me

spooked if they're being compiled elsewhere and um we've been hacked

When you checked the skiff, you assured me it was secure.

Kilroy? It was. It is. All right. It's just that electromagnetic shielding

foolproof. Clearly. So, well, maybe it's a natural phenomenon like the solar

flare. I thought about that. But you see this? This is the Fibonacci sequence.

The sequence that reflects inherent uncertainty and that doesn't matter. I

understand the math.

What's the implication?

That sequence is being used by someone to look up our skirts.

You mean someone more clever than yourself.

No.

Game is definitely a fuck.

Isabel, why are you here in New York?

Why'd you need a man like Nicotine Misanatos?

It was always my father's dream to see my homeland free.

Nico can assist me in making his dream reality.

I don't understand. Who is your father?

Francisco Edu.

President of Equatorial Guinea.

Former president.

My father died months ago.

I'm sorry to hear that.

He was a great man.

The U .S. fostered a democratic government there several years back,

Yeah, I was stationed there.

During that time, Brian and his men were guests in our home.

More like family.

Which is why I find it hard to believe you would ever want to make a deal with

man like Nico. She had little choice.

After her father's death, Isabelle was named acting president.

But she must be able to defend our country from the animals that killed

Much has changed since you left.

My people are suffering, Brian.

Boko Haram.

I know them anywhere.

They have been attacking our mothers, killing whoever won't convert.

Kidnapping our women, doing unspeakable things.

We need the weapons from Nico to protect our people from these terrorists.

The U .S. backed you before. I'm sure they could provide you with the weapons

that you need. Your government promised to do exactly that.

Then reneged, forcing me to make a deal with the devil Nicodemus.

An illegal arms deal.

My father always said, sometimes you must be bad for the greater good.

My people are dying, Brian.

Please. Allow me to trade for the weapons, Nico promised.

Do with him whatever you want after.

Hello, Brian.

Mission complete?

Not yet.

There's been a wrinkle of sorts.

Can you look up Isabel Idu?

You mean the acting president of Equatorial Guinea?

She's been fighting a losing battle with Boko Haram ever since she took office

after her father's death.

Her story checks out.

What has this got to do with your mission?

Isabel and I go way back. When I was stationed in Equatorial Guinea, she and

father took me in.

It's Isabel who's buying arms from Nico.

And I promised her to help her get them back.

I don't feel comfortable with this.

The mission comes first, always.

Boko Haram murdered her father, and now they are slaughtering innocent people.

I'm sorry, but I can't just sit back and do nothing.

Once Isabelle has the weapons, then I'll take Nico down.

Do it.

Let us know how we can help.

Gilroy, when is Ajna 2 .0 starting up?

I'm having a good news, bad news moment.

You remember the sporadic digital handshakes I was talking about?

Based on the Fibonacci sequence.

The good news is I know why they're happening.

The bad news is I know why they're happening.

Someone's dealing large enough for me, for us. Shut it down. Shut it down. We

need to figure this out right now.

I have to let Nantana melt out in the cold.

These go in your ear, and they will keep us in constant communication with each

other.

This will allow me to be your eye in the sky.

Domingo will electronically transfer the payment to Nico after he's shown us the

weapon.

After the transfer is complete and you have the weapon, Nico's mine.

It's good to meet you at last.

Everything has been arranged like we did.

Nikolny speaks to his own kind.

What does that mean?

It means he won't speak to a woman.

They all speak with me.

You have brought payment.

Where are the weapons?

We are here, hidden in plain sight.

Transfer payment and I will direct you to their container.

We live in peace then, if this is acceptable.

I am so lucky that I get to bask in the glow of such testosterone.

Mills, you let me know when you're done sizing each other up, okay?

2 ,000 M for automatic rifles, 500 RPGs.

That son of a bitch is selling US weapons.

You're under arrest!

We have to go.

We can't leave him.

He's dead.

Get in. Get in the van.

There's nothing we can do. Get in.

I'm not leaving without him.

Go.

Niko's dead.

And Isabel... She wouldn't get in the van. Mills, you've got to stop beating

yourself up. If Hart was still at the ODNI, she never would have let this

happen. She would have made sure the FBI and the CIA shared intel. Clearly, they

both have different agendas when it comes to Niko.

Did you get her on the phone?

You have reached the office of Christina Hart. Strange voicemail.

It never goes to voicemail.

Try yourself.

You've reached Christina Hart?

Same.

Something's wrong.

Looks like we're on our own.

Check if Isabelle's earwig is still transmitting GPS.

Okay.

We got a signal she's on the move.

They're probably taking her to an FBI stronghold or something.

What now?

We free Isabelle. Finish the mission and neutralize Nico. Bust Isabelle out of

FBI custody? That's a baller move, man.

Are we going to need help?

I don't think so.

We still have Isabelle.

Where are you taking me?

I must make arrangements for my bodyguard. You've got bigger problems on

horizon. Is the United States confiscating the weapons?

Where are you taking them? Ma 'am, that's really none of your concern.

Do you know who I am? A terrorist, colluding with Nicodemus Anatole.

Now, you may have slipped through the cracks, but I'm betting you can tell me

how to find him.

With what?

Ten agents and they have dozen vehicles?

You're going to need a bigger army. That's my girl.

Special agents, ma 'am, it makes all the difference.

You Americans, always so cocky. I'll take that as a compliment.

Why are you sticking me in this forgotten trailer on the back?

I have a right to a phone call. I suggest exercising your right to remain

silent.

The FBI has taken two of our men and has our weapons.

What do you want to do, Nico?

We risk much coming to America.

I would see my merchandise returned.

Returned?

We should cut our losses and leave this godforsaken country.

Would anyone else like to flee?

I'm using the jammer to scramble the FBI's electronics and cut power to the

entire compound.

Roger that.

That'll grant you a 90 -second window to infiltrate their perimeter and extract

as well.

Ryan, you came for me.

What's that game to you?

You okay?

Let's go.

We don't have much time.

Nico's shipment of arms is here.

I'm not leaving without them.

A little old school.

Do the trick.

And it's here.

Hey, is everything all right there? I tried calling, but I couldn't... The

went down. We've been hacked.

Kilroy is trying to locate the leak now. Report mission failed.

Not good.

Get it started.

Okay.

Get out of here!

You don't want to be doing this.

I'm charging you with aiding and abetting terrorism.

Accessory to terrorist acts.

Do you know who I am?

A man facing 25 to life.

Call me.

Director Casey, I know this is an unusual request, but with my skiff down,

hands are tied.

Of course, Christina. I'll take care of this for you right away.

Special Agent Johnson.

Special Agent Johnson, this is Director Casey. I'm head of the DNI. Yes, sir.

Mr. Mills and his team are CIA case officers working with the Joint

Task Force, though officially they are not there.

Yes, sir. Anything he asks you to do, rest assured, is in our country's best

interest. So, follow his lead. Have I made myself clear in this matter?

Understood, sir.

As far as Isabel Edu is concerned, she's not a terrorist. She's the acting

president of Equatorial Guinea.

Treat her well. Yes, Director Casey.

You've got friends in our places, Mr. Mills.

How can the FBI assist you?

You've isolated all the systems, right?

We've checked.

All the shielding in the skip.

And we're no closer to finding the hole.

Okay.

What could penetrate a Faraday cage?

Okay. All right, Kilroy.

Calm down.

I'm calm. No.

This is me calm.

No, you're not. You're not calm.

All right, you're facing a situation that has officially gone beyond your

control, and you're rattled.

I need control to make me feel sane.

Yeah, I get that.

Right, I look at you, and I see, like, you...

You control your image and you control your environment.

You even want to control your selection of imported coffee beans.

I understand me above all people. I get it. It's one of the reasons that I hired

you in the first place.

All right, so now this gift is your insane world.

And you can make it sane again.

Think what can penetrate a Faraday cage.

Radio wave.

Can't penetrate a functioning Faraday cage.

What do you hear?

Static.

No signal, so the Faraday cage is functioning properly.

The only thing that compares to a functioning Faraday cage is the

outputting an ultra -low frequency.

So that means that it's here in the SCIF.

Or else how could it transmit data out?

This cover should get us to Port Unmolested.

We can transport our cargo and leave this cursed country.

What should we do for a stop?

I suggest we all take proper precautions.

No?

I'm not getting a reading.

Are you certain this app is working?

Yes.

He signed it.

to detect any low -pitched frequency to theoretically penetrate the

Faraday cage.

It's so long.

What's the range?

What's the range?

30 centimeters, give or take.

The real question you should be asking is, where does Santana get her toys?

How do I have plans for you?

How did Niko acquire American weapons?

They were stolen from a shipment destined for Israel via Canada.

This man is highly intelligent.

Every time someone thinks they have him boxed in, he manages to get away.

Niko seems to plan for all foreseeable outcomes.

What benefits do you want to lose him?

He controls every aspect of his life. That's how it's nice that they one step

ahead of you so long. Look, and you got against him.

There's only one way you can leave this city with those weapons.

Cargo ship.

Which port?

There must be hundreds.

Niko uses Greek transport almost exclusively.

That cuts down the number of ports in question to... That's one.

That is the port we discussed.

How do you know he didn't stash the weapons he stole in order to make a

retreat? I mean, the Slippery Bastards got a knack for regrouping.

They risk coming to America to sell them. He's not going to leave without

And he knows how to stay off the grid. Check all the routes to the port.

The more out of the way, the better.

This back road here, that's the one he's going to take. It leads straight to the

port.

Never make any assumptions, Mr. Mills.

It's the most controllable route.

Minimal traffic, less local police, zero traffic cameras.

The best chance we have is stopping him.

The FBI doesn't take chances.

Set up roadblocks on all the routes to New York City within a 60 -mile radius.

Set up checkpoints at all the airports, too.

I want Nico alive.

Johnson is wrong. The two of you need to get ahead of this, or Nico will escape.

I'm one step ahead of you.

Yeah, and I've got just the thing to stop him.

You think you can make it in time?

No!

Listen, I may be on the mend, but this is my specialty.

I won't be there.

The question is, will Nico?

Roadblock.

Don't stop.

Niko blew through our blockade with a high -powered projectile.

Said it's worth a point.

You're right, Mr. Mills. We need to send in air cover.

Niko has stickers in those crates.

If he fires another RPG at one of your FBI helicopters, the risk of civilian

casualties is too high.

We've got to close the interstate.

It's the best chance we've got of catching Niko.

Niko's got a hell of a head start.

He's taking scenic roads to avoid attention.

We take a more direct route. We can cut him off at the back.

We? Then what?

I'm coming with you.

It's out of the question.

I'm coming with you.

You are a Dublin. That's your father.

It's all my fault.

If I hadn't made a deal with Nico, that madman would not be threatening your

country.

Domingo would still be alive.

I'm not a child anymore, Brian.

It's fine.

It's done.

You're going to need all the help you can get.

Remember how to handle a Beretta?

I was trained by the best.

You can ride along with Special Agent John.

I'll keep her safe.

We're going to catch Nico. We're going to need faster cars than these.

I'd like you to meet Special Agent... What? The best combat driver the FBI's

ever trained.

He just came off an undercover assignment as a wheel man for bank

ride was a cover.

Sorry about the joke, Holt.

You even old enough to drive, pretty boy?

Why don't you hop in? We'll find out.

That's driving.

Made my first rodeo.

Close the road. I want it clear of all civilians.

We got to.

We got eyes on Nico Strug. We got one support vehicle. We're moving in to take

him out.

Copy that. We're on our way.

We have company.

That's what they say about guys who drive fast cars.

Maybe if you got me closer.

Hold on. Let them catch up.

We're okay, but we have agents now.

Johnson to Bay.

Send paramedics to mile marker 84.

We need to go.

Brian is going to need our help.

You are the woman. Let's roll.

Natalia, you in position?

Yeah, good to go.

Go Nico, I'll cover you!

Stop right there Nico!

Our code is so elegant.

Unmistakable.

Ella, take thy beak from out my heart.

She must have planted that transmitter on Werner's phone that Antana

inventoried. Wait.

Ella, the hacker that David Ramsey hired in his bid to take down Little India?

Yeah, and then tried to kill her to cover his tracks.

She got the better of that deal.

And now she's officially... become my nemesis.

How much information did she leave? She got a pretty good chunk of our job, but

not all of it.

Yeah. But I mean, look, you gave me the algorithm. That's it. Look what I

managed to do.

I'm quite sure she's capable of figuring out the rest.

She's good.

I must admit, but, uh, I've always been

more of a backdoor man myself.

I found hers and I'm sending a virus, my own design.

That once reaches her, will allow us to track her location and then mirror her

system and see how she likes it.

Impressive.

Good work.

Anyway, I'll be able to reinforce security on this gift once everything is

online.

If Ella's no longer working for Ramsey, then who did she do all of this for?

I don't know.

You wouldn't know anything about this shipment of weapons being transferred

the custody of Isabel Edu, would you?

How cool.

Our men will load them on the truck.

Nico's dead.

Isabel retains the arms the country needs. It's only the FBI that comes up

today. You got Nico's right hand in custody.

I'm sure he'll prove to be a wealth of information.

And... The Bureau gets credit for eliminating one of the world's most

wanted arms dealers.

Oh, you did that, Mr. Mills?

Forgetting one thing, Agent Johnson.

I was never here.

Loaded up?

Santana secured passage on the first ship to Equatorial Guinea.

I'll be leaving shortly.

Thank you, Brian.

You don't have to thank me.

I have much work to do.

Come with me.

We could finish my father's work together.

Restore balance to my country. I'm doing good work here.

I think you're going to be just fine without me.

Having breath in it?

It still sounds strange to me.

I will always feel like my father's cycle.

It's yours now.

Use it well.

It was right about you.

You're the big brother I never had.

You'll always have a home in Equatorial Guinea.

Goodbye, Brian.