Retaliation

With His Head Bent Low John Entered The Dark Smoke-Filled LoungeWith Loud Music To Talk To His Best And Only Friend Robert.John Wore A Broad Black Hat With The Brim Pulled Down; And A Longblack Coat With The Collar Pulled Up To His Neck. His Eyes Were Coveredby Dark Glasses. John Was A Victim Of One Of The Oldest Games Knownto Mankind—His Reputation Had Been Damaged. Sweat Flowed Down Hisforehead. He Was About To Have A Wretchedly Emotional Break Down. Allthe Street Hoodlums Male And Female In The Dark Smoke-Filled Loungewere Wary Of Him. Everyone Scrutinized His Every Move As He Walkedtoward The Flashing Red Light At The Rear Of The Lounge.