Cattleya Killer

SHOCKING NEWS TONIGHT!

The remains of a young woman was found this morning...

The victim, Barbara Berondo, 31 years old,

married, was last seen coming home from work…

A cattleya flower on the victim’s body…

NBI agent Joven dela Rosa is leading the investigation…

The second victim of what the press are now calling

the Cattleya Killer, married with two children, a cattleya flower on the body…

Lindy Villegas is currently in critical condition.

NBI are investigating the possibility that Villegas…

Camille dela Rosa, wife of NBI agent Joven dela Rosa,

and lead investigator in the Cattleya Killer case, was taken hostage by the suspect.

Gene Rivera, the suspected Cattleya Killer,

was killed during an encounter with…

Is Gene Rivera the first serial killer in the Philippines?

Just do something about it, Pat, will you, please?

Call Jong or Maite. They’re probably still in the office. It’s early.

Confirmation is just a formality anyway.

So when you get the files, send them to me. I’ll clean them up. I’ll be online.

We have to release that tonight or it’ll go stale. Okay?

Okay, thanks, love!

Quit looking at me like I’m a criminal!

If you choke, I’ll have to take care of you.

Thank you.

Bro...

Here.

This is from that new burger joint…

Remember the one Centeno was raving about?

Dude, it’s legit!

Get this… I can inhale seven of these.

I was saving this one for later, but…here.

No, I’m good. Thanks, thanks.

Try it!

But I’ve eaten!

French fries?

It’s fine. I’m not hungry.

Thanks, bro.

Suit yourself!

You know...

So--

What?

Nothing, I--

It just hit me...

The whole time we’ve been doing this…

That whole time, I’ve never seen you eat.

I’ve never seen you stuff yourself.

Huh?

Wow! Good job. Nice one.

- See that? You jerk. - Nice one!

- Finish that off. Fucker. -

Nice one!

Idiot, it’s my birthday.

- For real?! -

You've never told me your birthday all these years.

Even your age!

What’s gotten into you?

I’m still not telling my age.

Whatevs, Gramps! I have the whole night to get it out of you.

Hey...

I read your piece on Cynthia Migraso.

Very nice. Well done.

You think I’m on to something?

Sure!

A huge, screaming something. Resounding.

All the way to Basilan!

They tossed the weapon back into the cabinet,

that is something, what the fuck?!

Hang on,

I thought you were done with the police beat?

That's right.

Ah...

- Miss Nosy strikes again. - Wow!

That's pretty thick from the Mayor of Nosy Town!

No, no. My source just texted me and I happened to be in the area.

It's just meant-to-be, I guess.

What’s the score with Talek?

He leveled up. Really worked for it.

Mouse’s former protégé. Do you know Mouse? The Mouse of Sta. Ana?

Ratman! The one on a bike!

He eventually burrowed his way into the chain of command.

Like I said, really worked for it.

But in truth, the drug matrix is all in Talek’s head.

That’s why he was raring to be an asset.

Mmmm hmm.

But I'm the only one who he trusted.

Learned to sniff, learned to cook, to insert himself into the supply chain.

They weren’t happy.

So, one day I just got wind he was lopped off.

Head literally lopped off and dumped in…

Where was it again? Plaridel?

He was found under a banana tree, seated, and holding his own head.

Duuude...

Fuck. That's wild.

Shall I call you Prodigal Son?

- - Lazarus? Talek?

I don’t go to church, boss.

Jester will do. Not Talek.

Fine. Convince me.

Boss.

You think I wouldn’t come in from the cold if I weren’t clean?!

You would.

Whoo!

Mmm... Boss...

I’m totally rinsed.

Practically baptized.

I’m spotless!

I’m ready to sin again, boss.

Even for just a little roadtrip.

I’m already swarmed by sniffers, Talek. What I need is a wingman.

Jester, boss. Talek is dead.

This Jester is one sharp wingman.

Leap of faith. Faith brought me here!

- Zero temptations then, huh? - Of course!

The who?

Shh...

Jonty Laurena.

The bitcoin billionaire?

Drug lord, gun runner, human trafficker, among others.

All allegations, though.

Actually, all rumors, but let’s not kid ourselves. It’s all true.

Out in the wild, so brave.

Rich kid assholery. Bouncing about town.

He’s been coming here for some time. This is his home base.

Likes the gambas here.

But I’ve never happened upon him. Tonight’s the first.

He sends his birthday greetings. Birthday gift.

Fuck.

How did Talek become your bitch?

First case. Rookie days. It’s all about the rookie days.

His only connection was Mouse and I had no use for Mouse, get it?

We were dealing with homicide, not drugs. It was... Songco. Songco was my partner then.

Songco.

May the executioner rest in peace.

He was my source...

...back then, I mean.

Quit looking at me like I’m a criminal!

For the record, I’ve been squeaky clean for a long time. Stop that.

- - Stop that.

Fuck, touché.

Bro…

Quit it with your explanations!

It’s me! We’re good, man.

Well, that’s it.

Talek has Clemente’s video.

Disappeared before I could get my hands on it.

Naturally... Joven, bit my head off about it.

So he’s there? In that bar?

Why?

Fuck bro, doesn’t the name ring a bell?

You know whose territory this is?

Olvid--

Fuck...

Villegas is complaining again about you!

You never learn, don't you!

Boom!

Jonty in the house! Merry Christmas!

He’s talking to Talek right there.

Rigor, wait up!

Andarillo!

Single Malt!

The real drink of the drug lords!

Sir?

Sir, sir!

Hold still. I’m checking out the work. It’s seamless!

Did a seamstress stitch you up?

What was that, Sir?

My partner here says they lopped your head off.

But you showed up whole. Maybe they chopped off your head down there?

I don’t…think I’m your man.

Talek, right?

Talek. Mouse’s bitch. The Mouse of Sta. Ana.

He just said he’s not your man.

Back to you, Talek.

Are you the good cop? Or the bad cop?

You talk big for your dick size.

Run that again? Huh?

Sorry. Sorry it wasn’t loud enough.

Hold on, let me turn it up.

Fuck!

Put your hands up!

Fuck.