Alex dislikes the thought that the whole hostage ordeal had only been a test. He arrives home late that night to a quiet house. Wanting a beer and to call Jamilla, he hears Little Alex cry out and runs up the stairs to him. When he gets to his room, Little Alex is sitting up in his bed. Cross lies down next to him, comforts him and kisses him on the head, remembering that his own father never kissed him. Father and son drift off to sleep.
The Couple kill time in New York City trying avoid their boss. When they turn their cell phones back on, he calls, scolding them for having their phones off. Another job awaits them. A very rich man and a friend of the.....
