When the docks are being watched and the construction sights are full, where can you dump five dead cops? The hottest goods in town are the load of cold stiffs Dwight's packing in his car, and he's gotta find a place to dump 'em before they become the mob's bartering chip. Pedal to the metal, Dwight, and take the long road to the tar pits! Even if they find the bodies, they won't be able to match the fingerprints!
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