Apr 10, 2015
The park? The public, daytime, filled-with-merry-children park?
Jervis Tetch was a curious little creature, indeed. Not many would select a daytime hub of activity for a casual exchange of money for drugs. But, hey, who is Jonathan to argue? He’s at that point where it ceases to be his leisure to pick and choose where and how he acquires both of these particular items on his shopping list: lysergic acid diethylamide and whatever intravenously applied narcotic the little man happened to be carrying in that hat of his.
Checking his watch, the ex-professor shifted his weight from one bony side to the other on the bench, glaring at little children as they passed by happily.
