The cold night rain looked almost luminescent in the blinking lights from the neon signs above the bar.
Inspector
Joden was watching the entrance to the bar from the other side of the
street. He was hiding under his hat, shoulders up under his ears, not
from the suspected but from the rain. At least he tried to.
Freezing
and soaking wet to his skin he decided to abandon his post when a
cloaked shadow entered the bar. It happened almost too fast to be seen.
But Joden knew what he was looking for.
‘You know what the problem with this town is?’ He thought to himself as he crossed the street and unsecured his gun. ‘It has too many god damned heroes.’