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a few radio calls, they asked Troy again if there was a problem. Finally assured, they left.
    Alexis, wearing nothing but Troy’s violet NYU tee and her Uggs, eased out into the room a wary step. “Troy, what’s going on?”
    Troy ignored her, fixated again on Louie Mo. “Would you just think about it? We’d shoot the whole thing right here in L.A. in four weeks. I’ll cut my fee if you need more money.”
    â€œYour name is Troy?”
    â€œTroy Raskin. I had a film at Austin last year.”
    â€œYou make a very big mistake, Troy. I work for a man who collects money for people. I came here to tell you only to pay your bills.”
    Louie left Troy in the hall, confused. Alexis hadn’t moved either. “Troy, what the fuck is going on?”
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    Out in the Chevy, Dutch felt a kind of vertigo as she drove. “He knew you?”
    â€œI don’t know how; nobody knows me. Always I’m behind the action.”
    â€œIs this a joke?”
    â€œHe know so much. Every movie. Every fight. Chinese names. Even my real Chinese name.”
    â€œ I don’t even know your real Chinese name. What’s that in your hand?”
    â€œScript.”
    â€œWhat?”
    â€œHe give to me. The Cage . Wants Louie Mo. Not just fighting. Star, twenty thousand dollars.”
    Dutch pulled over just before the overpass. She had her iPhone, double-thumbing. She grabbed the Jack in the Box napkin and Googled the name Troy Raskin and the word “movies.” Halfway down the screen, she began to read:
    â€œTroy David Raskin. NYU whiz kid wins Special Jury Mention at Austin Film Fest with offbeat heist drama.”
    â€œSee? Believe me now?”
    â€œNYU whiz kid,” she said again. “Film school dude. Maybe he does know who you were.”
    â€œKnows more Chinese movie than me.”
    â€œDid he really say twenty grand? Don’t fuck around, Louie.”
    â€œCut his own fee, he said. If I do movie.”
    â€œLouie, this is insane.”
    â€œI know.”
    â€œYou go in there to kick him in the balls and he offers you a movie deal?”
    â€œI know.”
    She stared at him for so long, he wanted to shake her. Then she heard her phone chime a text. “Shit, we’ve got a taker on the football,” she said, scrolling. “Baseball card dealer in Thousand Oaks.”
    She shifted into drive. Louie held the script like he was holding rare porcelain. He thumbed through it, not reading, just thumbing. He could tell, already, it was good. It felt good in his hands. Light. Not heavy like Once Upon a Time in China 2 . That one took two years of his life and ruptured his spleen. And still, no one knew his name.
    No one but that kid Troy on Las Flores Beach.

6
    HERE COMES JESUS
    The jaundiced guy with the sideburns and gauze taped across his damaged nose stood on the deck of Banazak’s forlorn yacht, watching the ex-footballer rinse out a cooler. Coastal wind teased his thinning hair. “I’d never do anything to hurt you, J-Zak,” he said.
    Banazak didn’t look at him. “What were you doing in the hotel room with these dirtbags selling my shit?”
    â€œI was there trying to buy your stuff back. This fucking Chinese dude barges in and goes Bruce Lee on everyone.”
    â€œYou were my agent, Tommy. Longer than Chasman was.”
    â€œI’m just in there, getting close to a deal. The guy hits me in the face. He grabs the jersey and the football and runs out. I had nothing to do with it. I just want you to know, man, I was there trying to buy back your stuff.”
    Banazak stared at him with those flat, dead eyes. “What did you say?”
    â€œI was just there trying to buy back your shit.”
    â€œNo, about the Chinaman. He took the jersey and the what?”
    â€œThe football. The game ball from the Super Bowl. It was on a stand, but he left that, just took