The Last Boy Scouts

My sequel to the 1991 action movie The Last Boy Scout. 10 years after starting their private detective partnership Joe Hallenbeck and Jimmy Dix are about to end it as Jimmy and his wife who is expecting their new baby are about to move New York. Joe and Jimmy have one last case to work together a simple skip trace on a junkie who jumped bail. As usual for Joe and Jimmy, the case is nowhere near as straightforward as it first appears.


2. Brat

The Cops thinking Darian is a murderer or is at least involved somehow stunned Jimmy.


"No way, that's bullshit I've known that girl since she was 13 years old, she might be a brat who threw away a great education and chances at a better life than he or Joe ever had but from there to killer, he wasn't buying it."


"Yo, Jimbo you there, I'm telling you what happened and I get dead air on your end of the conversation."


"Yeah sorry my man, drifted there trying to wrap my head round this bullshit."


"Sorry Jimbo, I'll tell you what we got but it sounds airtight, I'll tell it to you, again."


"Like I said, cops responded to a call about a shooting at an address in Oakhurst they found one man there dead."


"They identified him a known local drug dealer they heard from neighbors about a young woman who was in and out of his apartment regularly, that she was often seen kissing him and being affectionate with the vic in public."


"They're thinking she's his girlfriend, she had been seen with him earlier in the day and a neighbor says he saw her fleeing on foot shortly after the shots were heard."


"Another neighbor showed us a photo he has from some neighborhood barbecue from a few weeks ago with her with the vic."


"So, she knew the dead guy that don't mean shit, coz I can tell you I know this kid, she ain't a killer."


"Yeah well tell that to the catching detectives they recovered the gun and a little while ago they get a hit back on the prints forensics found on the handle and the trigger."


"What the fuck Maro, how have they got Darian's prints on file, I thought that stuff that happened at Harvard got swept under the rug. I saw Joe personally burn that print card and there were assurances none of that shit got put on computer."


"This is nothing to do with all that Jumbo, it's from an arrest warrant issued for her two months ago."


"What another warrant, the fuck is this one for." Jimmy asked, genuinely shocked hearing about it now for the first time."


"You didn't know," Amaro asked, also surprised to find out that Joe hadn't told him.


"Nah man, Joe didn't tell me a damn thing about it." Jimmy answered, still upset to learn he'd been kept in the dark.


"Tell me Maro my man, what's that warrant for," Jimmy asked.


"It's for skipping bail on a possession bust in Las Vegas. She was in a car that LVPD patrol pulled over on the strip, a search revealed a couple a kilo's of dope under a seat."


"She was the only one in the car but denied any knowledge of the drugs being there, she made bail but then the Feds came looking to put a distribution charge on her for crossing state lines."


"That's when she skipped out before she could be arrested," Amaro finished explaining.


Jimmy had become distracted thinking that all of this had happened while Joe wasn't talking to him, and that it was petty of Joe not to tell him about any of it.


He hadn't really been listening as Amaro was telling him that he would do what he could to help, that if he and Joe believe she's innocent so does he.


"Thanks for giving Joe a heads up, but I hope that shit ain't gonna blow back on you," Jimmy said half-joking, half giving him a heads up that where a pissed off Joe went gun fights, explosions and dead bodies usually followed.


"What how is that going to happen," Amaro asked.


"Come on man, you know Joe the next few days is gonna be him going round punching and shooting people and getting punched and shot at until he finds out how to prove his girl didn't do this."


"I'm telling you Maro, the next few days the attendance in local ER's and morgue's is gonna go thru the roof, so I tell you what, I'm gonna get out there now and find Joe."


"At least that way I might be able to keep the body count down to single figures, but I ain't promising that, but I'll do my best," Jimmy told Amaro.


"Look Maro, I gotta go. Joe's already got a head start who knows how much chaos and mayhem he could be getting into already."


"I best leave now and catch up, ok, bye-bye," Jimmy hung up before Amaro could say anything else.


Amaro was left sat on his desk in his office holding the phone, the sound of a dial tone in his ear since Jimmy hung up, and all he could think was 'what the fuck did I just get myself into.'


Jimmy grabbed his jacket off the hanger and his keys when he saw the trading card he signed for Joe. Jimmy was stunned and saddened by all this, 10 years he'd known Darian, and his memory drifted back to that first time he met her, being shocked by the foul language coming from a 13-year-old girl toward him, still it was mild compared to the foul language aimed at her own father. 


Then to his surprise when he left he found her waiting outside to get him to sign the trading card Joe owned of him from his playing career, that she wanted him to dedicate it to her dad.


Then he should've been blown away by the incredible bravery she showed walking into the middle of a scene filled with armed thugs and a knife wielding psycho. 


To get a gun to her dad, but between the gunfire and the ensuing car chase he didn't have time to think about it then. He'd thought about it since and he was in no doubt she saved both their lives that day.


The sound of a car horn from somewhere nearby pulled Jimmy out of his recollections and he headed for door. He was almost out when he realised he didn't have his gun.


He'd been licensed to carry a concealed weapon for a long time now, yet several times he had gone out without it and almost gotten his head blown off by the gun toting bad guys working with Joe seemed to bring him into contact with on a fairly regular basis.


Hopefully the agency he was opening in New York would attract less violence.


Jimmy got out of their office and locked up when he realised where the car horn had come from when he spotted Joes' car parked across the street in its usual spot with Joe sat behind the wheel, Jimmy crossed over to talk to him.


"Hey Joe, what the fuck you still doing here I figured you would be up to your neck in shit, you know fist fights, gun fights explosions and car chases."


"You know, all your usual fun stuff."


Joe saw Jimmy coming over and all he said to him in response to what he thought was some of his idiotic bullshit about gun fights and car chases.


"What the fuck took you so long Ace, get in we got some shit to sort out so we can save my little girl."

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