Drake is having a serious case of deja vu.
This isn’t the first time a woman he loves isn’t listening to him.
Lynn thinks she’s so different from Diana, but she’s not.
She’s going to make the same stupid mistake his wife did.
Lynn
Who’s your supplier?
Drake grunts as she hits him in the jaw again.
Foxy
Because you’ve been selling rapture in our territory.
Lynn
WE should be selling that drug here.
Drake
Doing research, my ass.
Foxy
What’s he talking about?
Lynn
I don’t know. He’s delirious.
The metallic taste of blood fills his mouth.
Drake stares accusingly at Lynn.
Drake
Communication means nothing if you never speak the truth.
Lynn
I’m not a filthy liar. You are.
Drake
Still not listening, are you?
Lynn
I’ll listen when you start talking sense.
Lynn
So quit stalling and tell us who’s giving you rapture.
Drake presses his lips together and says nothing.
Foxy lets go of his arms and puts a knife to his cheek.
Foxy
Talk, or I’ll cut that handsome jaw right off your face.
Lynn grabs her wrist and pulls the knife away.
Lynn
This man insulted me. I want to kill him myself.
Lynn turns to Drake with hatred in her eyes.
Lynn
I’ll make the lying traitor talk.
Suddenly, Drake realizes that she’s going to kill him if he doesn’t do something fast.
Drake
Fine, I’ll tell you.
Lynn stops the next punch mid-air.
Drake
But I heard that he believes that there are always two sides on every coin.
Lynn’s eyes widen with understanding.
Drake knows she finally gets it —
Foxy
Shit, he’s talking gibberish again.
Foxy
I’m calling in reinforcements.
Foxy pulls out her cell and moves off into the darkness.
Lynn eases away from Drake…
But her features remain tight as she urgently whispers to him.
Lynn
Why didn’t you tell me you were working undercover sooner?
Drake
It was kinda hard to do in front of that friend of yours.
Drake
Besides, it wasn’t like I was expecting you to come at me like a psychopath.
Drake
You told me you were working behind a desk.
Lynn
You told me you were in training.
Drake
You told me to stop pushing paper and get back in the field.
Lynn
But not like this. Not working my case.
Lynn
There’s no time to argue.
Lynn
Foxy’s going to be back any moment.
Lynn
You need to get out of here, fast.
Drake struggles to get up —
But freezes when he hears the sound of feet pounding the pavement.
Foxy has returned much sooner than she expected.
Foxy
He said to bring him to the interrogation room.
Foxy
Jax said this was too important. He wants to deal with this himself.
Foxy leans in close to Drake, examining his bloody face.
Foxy
After five minutes with our leader, he’ll be singing like a canary.
Foxy
Lynn, I don’t know why you’re acting soft right now.
Foxy
Bring over the damn car.
Reluctantly, Lynn brings it over. Foxy puts Drake into the backseat.
As she slides into the passenger seat, she hands Lynn something.
Foxy
You had my back in the alley.
Foxy
You always have my back — just like family should.
Foxy
No one has ever looked out for me the way you do.
Foxy
I want you to have it.
Lynn
I don’t know what to say.
Lynn glances over her shoulder at Drake.
Drake tries to smile reassuringly, but it hurts too much.
Instead, he closes his eyes and prepares for the hell he’s about to face.
