"And around what time is that supposed to happen?"`What the hell makes you think I know?""Do you know anything?"`Besides which pair of panties is your mother`s favorite, not much.`"Oh fuck off."

　　Then the rain stopped. I remember the sun crept out from behind the clouds like a rat crawling out of a hole. What a hell of a stakeout.

　　I didn`t know it then but I`d never see Ricky after that day. If a picture is worth a thousand words I owe that man an art gallery.

　　I don`t know how we got into the blood money business but at this point, it`s not important. What is important, is making sure you can move your right hand without the left hand knowing about it. What is important, is that after a fight you`re one of the ones who`s left standing.If you spot this narrative on Amazon, know that it has been stolen. Report the violation.

　　Maybe if I had been better at that, if I understood this earlier, I wouldn`t be writing this shit right now. Hell if I had been better at that, a book would be written about me instead.

　　Ah but who knows? I`ll save the regrets for the pearly gates. With the way my life turned out, maybe my judgment has already been passed and I just don`t know it.But back to this story. It seems like it`s been forever since it happened almost like it happened to a whole different person.

　　Forever is a mighty long time. So where shall we begin...?