Bat Outta Hell

Happy Thursday, crime slicksters. It's time once again to take a trip to the dark side, where the girls are hot, the drinks are cold, and the hardboiled-pulp-noir action is non-stop, right here, at the coolest crime joint in cyberspace ... at That Killing Feeling.

In Chapter 24 of FULL BODY, Israeli homicide dick Ben Fleck continues his investigation of the murder of Reynolds Tan, and this time interviews French/African vixen Arianna Prouxl, and gets her to reveal her most intimate secrets. Meanwhile, assassin Mavra Vlaovic and her henchman Silke Derevko make their escape, just as Mavra's husband Yuri tries to take her out ...


INT. POLICE PRECINCT - INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT
Ali scribbles some notes.
Sits. Grins at Ayanna.

Slouched in a chair
across from him. Glaring.

AYANNA
Prouxl.
It’s pronounced ‘prool.’

NASSOUR
French?

AYANNA
French-AFRICAN.
From Ghana.
Descended from the royal family --
my grandmother was the queen.

NASSOUR
(abruptly)
Did you kill Reynolds Tan?

AYANNA
Of course not.
This is ridiculous.
I want a lawyer.
I know my rights.

Nassour stands.
Starts pacing.

NASSOUR
Are you a U.S. CITIZEN?

AYANNA
I, uh -- no,
but I have a visa,
I’m allowed to --

NASSOUR
A VISA?
Do you have A WORK PERMIT?

AYANNA
Of course.

NASSOUR
May I see it, please?

AYANNA
I -- don’t have it with me.

NASSOUR
Do you realize that
having an attorney present
is a RIGHT granted to
U.S. CITIZENS?

AYANNA
Are you going to -- arrest me?

NASSOUR
What were you doing
on or about 10:45 PM?

AYANNA
I -- had just finished
a session with --

Nassour stops.
Leans into her. Menacing.

NASSOUR
A SESSION?
Don’t you mean
an EROTIC MASSAGE?
Was it full body?
Did you give him
hand release?

AYANNA
No!
He just -- watched.

NASSOUR
Watched WHAT?
What was he
watching you do?

AYANNA
He was watching me --
make love.

NASSOUR
To?

Pause.

AYANNA
Catalina.

NASSOUR
One of the other girls --

AYANNA
Yes.

NASSOUR
Lovely name.
I bet she’s beautiful.

AYANNA
She is --

EXT. CROATIAN EMBASSY - VALET PARKING STAND - NIGHT
Mavra straddles her Harley.

Snaps on a shiny silver helmet
with a spike. Guns the engine.

MAVRA
Vat’s the address?

Elvissa climbs inside
Silke’s black BMW behemoth
bike sidecar.

They strap on
their helmets.

SILKE
(holds up slip of paper)
I’ve got it,
just follow me --

MAVRA
(grabs it)
Silly boy.
You forget who call shots?

YURI
appears in the shadows
in the bushes.

Raises Dead Girl
cout’s rifle.

Takes aim.
Hesitates.

His phone RINGS.

DEAN MARTIN (V.O.)
(electronic)
You’re nobody
‘til somebody loves you --

YURI
Shit.

He drops the gun.
Fumbles for his phone.

MAVRA AND SILKE
SNAP toward the noise.

MAVRA
Assassin, stage left --
gentlemen, START YOUR ENGINES.

She KICKS the throttle,
the bike ROARS.

Silke GUNS his.
And they TAKE OFF --

YURI
stares at his cell phone.

Puts it to his ear.
Listens.

YURI
This better be
fucking good --