#thewaste

Finally finished the lineart for an art trade I made with @abfox86. Took me forever~

 “This world is corrupt and always will be that’s why when times got tough tensions ran hot the only thing the world’s governments could think of was violence. So began the war that changed the world, killed millions and left countries in a state of ruin The End War. Years past and the world tried to heal itself but never got better. People live in constant fear for their lives because of bandits, cutthroats, cultist, and so called higher authorities run what is left of the United States of America. I’m starting to drag on. You know how the world is; you’re living it. Let me tell you what you came here for.”

            The sun beats down on the ruined plains that is the Midwest or what is left of it, the Dust is what they call it. A large pieced together Jeep comes tearing over a sand dune. The Jeep looks worn down the only new thing about this rugged vehicle is the iron doors that help keep the cold in and the deadly air out. On top of the Jeep is a large roof rack, rugged like the rest of it. There sits a man wearing all black, trench coat, pants, boots, and his cowboy hat that has seen a few days. His face is covered with a white gas mask letting no facial details to be seen. The man in black sits next to a body bag he has one leg draped over the bag and is leaned back against the railing of the roof rack. The man sits up and leans over to the right side of the jeep and bangs on the side. The jeep comes to a stop the wind blows and picks up dust.

The man in black kicks the body bag off the roof and he jumps down with it landing beside the body bag. Inside the Jeep two pale looking bandits calmly put on their gas mask. Outside the man in black kneels down next to the body bag and unzips the bag. Inside the bag is a man with a gas mask the man slowly turns to the man in black and a low mumble can be heard coming from him. The man in black reaches down and removes the mask from the bandit. He then draws his revolver from his side and puts it in the bandit’s mouth. The bandit begins crying then the man in black holds one finger to his mouth and whispers “Shhhh” as he does so, the man in black fires his revolver. Inside the Jeep the bandits jump at the sound of the revolver. They begin shaking as they hear the man in black get closer to the door. The man in black knocks on the driver door, the door slowly opens as the door opens the man in black waves his gun to signal to the driver that it’s time to get out. The bandit hops out of the vehicle and stares at the man in black. He is shaking.  He slowly breathes in, “We don’t want any trouble now…Listen just take the Jeep and leave us.” The man in black pushes the bandit to the side and points his revolver at the other bandit in the Jeep. The bandit panics and quickly jumps out of the Jeep. The man in black gets in the Jeep closes the passenger door, he turns and faces the bandit to his left and nods. The bandit slowly musters up the courage “What’s your name…You know so we can tell people never to mess with the man in black.” The man begins to speak “You can call me…”

“Wait wait wait, I’m getting ahead of myself” the scene changes to a smoky old bar. In the corner sits a man casted in shadow and sitting in front of him is a man dressed in a nicely pressed all white suit. “Look, I’m getting carried on - I should be upfront with ya now, I don’t get a lota people asking for my stories. If you got the cash I’ll get down to the meat and potatoes.” The man in white puts a briefcase on the table and slides it towards the man in the shadow. He turns the briefcase towards him and pops it open. “Looks like we in business kid! Now I’ll start the story off right with the first four tales…Eli Dillinger”

              This world is a disaster and I’m right in the middle of it. I live in a cesspool and I’m trying to make the best of it. I was blessed with a good insight - a gift really, a modern Sherlock Holmes. I normally don’t brag about myself but with a glass of scotch, fresh packed cigarette, and a journal this is what happens I suppose. Eli stops writing and looks out of his apartment window.  Lights fill the night sky.  Dark silhouettes of buildings that have been destroyed by bombs line the city skyline. This is the “New” New York even though it smells and feels like an old run down New York.  Eli thinks to himself “If God only knew” he continues writing in his journal. I’ve been trying to figure out what I’m doing here obviously I’m living but it isn’t well. I’m bombarded by nightmares and flashbacks of things I barely remember. I think I’m slipping. Today Phillip and I were assigned the backstreets because there have been a lot of murders following a pattern, so Captain Hagen thought the dynamic duo as he calls us could figure it out. I felt lost even though catching details is my thing. I think I’m slipping. Today Phillip and I were assigned the backstreets because there is a serial killer with a certain pattern Captain Hagen thought the dynamic duo could handle it. Phillips getting on in years but he is still a good partner I can’t say much I’m a young buck with a keen eye and a quick left hand. Eli stops writing again and takes a sip of scotch then takes a long drag from his cigarette. His eyes become hazy and his hands start shaking. He drops the cigarette into his scotch and slowly slides out of his chair. He walks over to his bed the bed looks like it came from a cheap motel. He looks over at his nightstand and notices the alarm clock reads 2:30AM. He falls over on his bed and slowly drifts away into slumber.

            A loud bang comes from Eli’s door. Eli slowly wakes from unconsciousness and sits up. He rubs his eyes and stands up; another bang comes from his door “Eli! Are you in there?”

“Yes give me a second to get ready.”

Eli walks into his bathroom and looks in the mirror. Eli stands about six feet even and has a slim figure but still muscular. He has short brown hair, blue eyes and a very handsome face, he as a gentle appeal to him. Eli turns the water on and splashes his face with warm water and then turns the water off. He dries his face with a towel then walks out of the bathroom.

Another bang comes from the door “Eli! You are taking too long! You are already late for work I had to come looking for you Captain Hagen is gonna be pissed.”

“I’m getting my clothes on now Phillip just calm down!”

“I can’t calm down we got a lot on our plate today plus we still need to investigate the Backstreet Butcher.”

Eli is in his closet picking out a suit he finally chooses a black suit with a navy blue vest and navy blue tie.

“I know we have a lot on our plate Phillip, I’m going as fast as I can.” Eli begins putting on his suit, then walks over to his door and opens it.

“Look I still need to put socks and shoes on but you can come in and have a cup of coffee”.

Phillip is a tall but stout man; he has a very aged look to him, he has short salt and pepper colored hair, and a goatee to match. He is wearing a brown trench coat with a blue suit underneath. Phillip walks in and heads to the kitchen. Eli’s apartment is very small.  The kitchen, living room, and bedroom are all in the same area with a bathroom next to Eli’s bed. “Hey, Eli this coffee is a little cold” Phillip is taking a sip from a mug.

Eli is sitting on his bed putting black dress socks on. “Yeah, it’s from yesterday I didn’t have time to make it this morning because someone had to wake me up.”

Phillip puts down the mug “Eli, it’s almost eleven o’clock.”

Eli looks over to his alarm clock “Shit, you weren’t joking! Did you give Hagen an excuse?” “Yeah I told him you had already started working early this morning on the Backstreet Butcher case”

Eli is lacing up his dress shoes “Thanks a bunch Phillip that means a lot to me.”

“Eli we are partners it’s what we do.” Eli stands up and walks over to his nightstand, he reaches behind the nightstand and pushes a small button to open the bottom of the nightstand. Inside the night stand is a large black revolver. Eli grabs the revolver and puts it in his holster. “Alright I’m ready to go Phillip”

“It’s about time” The two exit the apartment, Eli clothes the door then locks it.

“What should we do first Phillip?”

“Honestly I was thinking about heading to the diner a few blocks from here and getting a cup of joe.”

Eli turns to Phillip with a sarcastic look “I thought we had a lot on our plate today”

“Yeah, the only the thing we really have is keep working on the Backstreet Butcher case. I lied to get you into gear”

“You are a jackass Phillip, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. Plus some fresh coffee does sound good.” Phillip and Eli begin walking down the hall and towards the elevator. Eli pushes the ground level button and the elevator doors open, Phillip and Eli get into the elevator as the doors begin to shut a man comes busting out of his apartment

“Hey hold that open!” Eli pushes the open door button and the elevator doors open. “Thank you so much!”

“No problem. Where are you off to in such a hurry?” Eli looks at the man curiously “Uh…My brother in law owns a chop shop and I was suppose to start today but I’m running late!”

Eli looks over to Phillip and then back to the man “A chop shop uh?” The doors to the elevator close and the elevator starts to descend. Eli laughs a little “Listen today I’ll let it slide but man you gotta be careful about what you say to strangers”. Eli and Phillip both show their detective badges. “Luckily for you we have murders to solve and drug runners to stop.”

The man panics “Uh…shit! You promise you won’t lock me up? I’ll just work one day and quit, promise!”

Eli and Phillip both start laughing when Phillip speaks up “Oh man, don’t piss yourself kid.” The elevator arrives on the ground floor and then opens its doors. The young man runs off as soon as the doors are fully open. Eli and Phillip walk out of the elevator still laughing.

“Good morning Eli.” An old woman is sitting behind a brown desk almost taller than her. She has a gentle smile and a pleasant face.

“Good morning Mrs. Crabtree, how are you doing?”

“Well, thank you for asking. Enjoy your day Eli.”

  Phillip and Eli walk out of the apartment building and onto the street. There are people walking on both sides of the street, it looks busy and overcrowded. The air is unpleasant and dark, that’s what happens after years of radiation and the reopening of factories, does to an old city like New York. People have taken to calling this paradise the “New” New York, funny really, seeing as the city looks like it did back in the industrial revolution. Phillip takes in a deep breath “Ah New York New York New York! I love it and all of its trash. I’ve lived my whole life watching it grow from dust to thriving city.”

Eli turns to Phillip “I wouldn’t call it thriving more like trying to survive by clawing through flesh and bone to make it to the top.”

 Phillip looks at Eli “You sure know how to make things look dark Eli”

“I can’t help. This city has eaten a whole in my heart. I really don’t know how you’ve lived here so long”

“Well honestly Eli it’s about seventy percent not being able to make it out and thirty percent old strings attached to the city”

“I’d be cutting those strings if I were you.”

“It’s not that easy Eli.”

“Honestly I’ve been thinking about quitting and heading west…it feels like something is calling me there…like it’s my home.”

 “Still having those nightmares?” Phillip takes a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket and pulls one out. He waves the pack in front of Eli. He takes one out and puts it in his mouth. He takes a silver lighter out of his pocket and lights his cigarette.

“Yeah, and they seem to be getting worse.” He takes a drag from the cigarette and hands his lighter to Phillip. He takes the lighter from Eli’s hand and lights his cigarette. “I wish there was something I could do young blood.” He hands Eli his light, the two begin walking down the street. “It’s nothing to worry about. I’ve started writing a journal; I think it might do me some good. I might get some clarity from those dreams if I write about them.” “Man, I hope so!” Phillip and Eli are walking down the street when a woman yells,

“HELP! I’ve been robbed”

Eli perks up and runs over to the woman with Phillip coming up behind. “Which way did he go” The young woman points towards an alley. Eli and Phillip take off towards the alley. They run into the alley and see a hooded man at the end of the alley. “I’d drop whatever you stole before this gets ugly.” Eli shows his badge “I’m an armed detective and I’m not afraid to use force.”

The man in the hood turns around “I ain’t afraid of no damn copper. Plus you guys are the ones surrounded”

Eli looks around as bandits come out of a large dumpster. Phillip is standing back to back with Eli “E, what are we gonna do?”

“We fight of course” Eli lifts the right side of his suit jacket and pulls his magnum from its holster using his left hand. Phillip draws his revolver and points it at a bandit.

“You guys don’t look armed. We have the upper hand so if I were you I’d drop the gangster act and give us what we want.”

The hooded bandit walks towards Eli “I got no fear of dying”

Eli looks puzzled “You are that willing to hand over your life?”

“I’ve got nothing to live for, running theses streets is all I got. You putting me outta my misery…” Eli shoots the man in the head before he takes another breath. The other bandits get scared and run away.

Phillip turns towards Eli, grabs him by the shoulder and turns him around. “What the FUCK was that Eli?”

 “I was granting him his request.”

“Jesus Christ Eli!”

“Look we are the law, no one is gonna question this worthless scum’s dead corpse. As far as we know it was a gang shooting. So please drop the concerned act.” Phillip just shakes his head and walks out of the alley way and notices the people walking by like nothing happened, like there never was a gun shot, never bandits.  He sighs and realizes just how dark this world is and why Eli is so cold.

“Eli, you coming?”

 “Yeah”

            Eli and Phillip reach the diner and walk in. They are greeted by a mature woman, still clinging to what may have been good looks, and a gentle smile. “Hey you guys. Let me guess coffee black for Phillip and coffee, 5 sugars and cream for Mister Eli?” They both nod yes and take off their fedoras. Phillip and Eli sit down at a booth closest to the door. Phillip takes his coat off and sits it beside him in the booth. “I still can’t see why you take so much sugar in your coffee.”

Eli laughs some “I can’t see how you take it black…disgusting” The woman returns with their coffee. “Can I get you two anything else?” Eli looks up “Nothing else now Penny”

“Ok, enjoy” Penny walks away from the table. Eli takes a sip of his coffee then sets it back down. “So Phillip what do we do about the Backstreet Butcher?”

“Honestly I’m not sure E. We gotta figure out his pattern.”

“Well let’s go over the details”

“All the murders happen during the night we figured that much out and they all happen in the Backstreet block.” Phillip takes a sip of his coffee and pulls out a pack of smokes, pulls two cigarettes out and offers one to Eli. He takes the cigarette from Phillip and lights it. Phillip takes the other cigarette and lights it. Eli closes his eyes, takes a long drag then blows out a large cloud of smoke.

“I should have figured this out already Phil.”

“It’s alright Eli. Let’s see the bodies always are butchered legs, arms, and head removed from the torso. The Butcher cuts the legs and arms into three sections. One at the hands and feet then one at the elbow and knees then of course the cut from the torso”

“It’s like he is playing with them. Don’t forget the bodies are always hours dead and there never seems to be blood.”

“He must be cleaning the blood from the scene”

“That would be too much work and someone would have seen him”

“Then what is he doing?”

“Maybe the Butcher’s title is more accurate than we thought”

“What do you mean?”

“He could be draining the blood from them like they are pigs to the slaughter”

“Jesus! Do you really think so Eli?”

“It is a strong possibility” Eli takes another drag from his cigarette.

Just then a loud commotion comes from outside. Eli and Phillip look out the window and see a man dressed in a nice black suit walking down the street with a posse of bodyguards. Everyone in the streets is going crazy like the man is a super star. The man walks into the diner and everyone in the diner freak out. Penny walks up to the man “Good morning Mr. Giovanni! What brings you to our little dinner?” The man looks over to the booth Eli and Phillip are sitting. “Well honestly I haven’t tried anything here and I like to make appearances.”

“Well sit wherever you like Sir”

“Thank you Miss” Giovanni and his posse walk past Eli and Phillip and head towards the table in the back of the diner. Eli shakes his head and speaks low to Phillip “I hate him.”

“Why? He supports what we so call a law force. We should thank him for funding us”

“Bullshit! He isn’t any better than the gangsters that run around our streets.”

Phillip kicks Eli under the table “E! You gotta be careful about what you say when the most powerful man in the city is sitting a few tables away from you.” Eli shakes his head “I really don’t care who or what he is. He may act like a saint, but he is playing something. I’m pretty sure he is the biggest drug pusher in the city too.” Phillip sighs and takes a sip of coffee. One of Giovanni’s bodyguards walks over to Eli and Phillip’s table. “Mr. Giovanni would like to speak to you both.” Eli looks up at the bodyguard “About what? We are kind of working here” “Eli!” Phillip shakes his head “We would be glad to talk to your boss” The bodyguard nods his head and steps back from the table. Eli and Phillip stand up and get escorted to the table where Giovanni is sitting. Giovanni offers Eli and Phillip a seat “Please gentlemen” Eli and Phillip sit down “What can we help you with…Sir” Eli looks emotionless as he speaks.

“Well I personally wanted to thank you for keeping these streets as clean as possible.”

“We try sir, but someone powerful keeps getting drugs to the backstreet.” Eli again emotionless as he speaks. Giovanni has a small smile on his face. “I understand this”

“I’m sorry if my partner seems a little cold. We are having trouble with the Backstreet Butcher case”

“I heard about that case. I feel sorry for all the innocent people that have died from that madman.”

“Yeah, sorry for seeming so cold Mr. Giovanni”

“Don’t worry about…Eli is it?”

“Yes it is.”

“And Phillip I presume”

“Yes sir.”

Giovanni sits back in his chair. “Well good luck on that Butcher case gentlemen” Eli and Phillip stand up and take their fedoras off to thank Giovanni then walk off. They return to their booth and sit down.

“I can’t stand that asshole.”

“Eli really!?”

“What? He gets to me.” Penny walks by the table “Well look at the two big shots. Getting to talk to Mr. Giovanni and having him pick up your tab” Eli looks over to Penny smiles then looks back to Phillip. “You know Penny I’m really hungry I haven’t had breakfast yet. Could you grab me the deluxe breakfast plate?” “Sure honey, anything for you Phillip?” “Uh sure just an egg sandwich with hot sauce please.” “Alright coming right up” Penny walks away.

“Eli what the hell?”

“What we are eating on Giovanni’s dime not mine.”

“Doesn’t mean you should go all out”

“I haven’t had anything to eat today and it’s almost lunch time”

“Yeah but you are just being an ass!”

“How long have you known me? I’m good at a few things and being an ass is one of them”

“I swear Eli. He could easily have us benched then we wouldn’t be working at all”

“I’d like to see him try. I don’t care how many men he has, remember other one of those things I’m good at is my skill with a revolver.”

“Goddamn it Eli could you just once act mature and not like some teenager trying to when a pissing contest.” Penny returns to the table and places Eli and Phillip’s food in front of them. “Enjoy you two” She walks off. Eli looks down at his food. “I might have been trying to win a pissing contest but honestly I’m starving. I haven’t had food since noon yesterday.” Phillip looks at Eli with a shocked expression “Why didn’t you eat any dinner” “I’m not sure I don’t remember most of yesterday. Something weird is happening to me. I’m having crazy dreams, not eating, blurry vision, and poor concentration.” Eli beings eating as does Phillip “Look Eli I’m sorry if I’m coming off strong.” “It’s alright Phillip I needed that fussing. After we eat lets head out we are already behind schedule.” Eli and Phillip continue eating until they both finish. Eli and Phillip stand up and get ready to go “Hang on Phillip I’m going to go apologize to Giovanni.” Phillip looks shocked at hearing this “Wow, Eli very mature of you.” Eli walks over to Giovanni’s table. Giovanni is eating steak and eggs when he looks up to see Eli. “Well can I help you Eli?” “I just wanted to come back to say I’m sorry for acting like a fool earlier. I haven’t been sleeping well and I’m in a bad mood. I’ve got a killer to catch and I can’t get any big leads.” Giovanni puts his silverware down and holds his right hand out. “All is forgiven Eli” Eli shakes his hand when Giovanni push Eli in closer and whispers in his ear “I know you are having trouble with this case but take it out on me again I’ll slit your throat in front of everyone” Eli tightens his grip on Giovanni’s hand and whispers “Try it now if you want. I have my hand on my revolver already.” Giovanni pulls back and smiles “Thank you for serving this fine city Eli.” Giovanni lets go of Eli’s hand. Eli turns around and walks towards Phillip “Let’s go Phillip” as they walk out of the diner Giovanni speaks up “Good luck boys”

            Eli and Phillip begin walking down the street “That asshole threatened me by the way.” “Well you did give him every reason to.” Eli stops and turns to Phillip “Really you are gonna take his side!? What happened to us being partners?” “Look I’m just saying if I was that powerful and some young buck came up to me being rude after I invited him to my table and paying for his bill I’d be pissed.” Eli shakes his head and they continue walking down the street “Whatever Phil, we need to get down to the coroner’s office and examine the bodies again.”

“Are you sure? We have all the evidence on the bodies we could find.”

“I have a hunch, it’s a small one but I think our killer might be a doctor or really a butcher who knows. That’s why I wanna take another look at the bodies.”

Phillip looks surprised at hearing this information. “What makes you think that?”

“Talking about the way the killer has been butchering the bodies it’s very clean and precise”

“Eli what if it was a butcher they are normally good with meat”

“Yes, but we’ve posted on all the butchers in the whole city and never turned up anything. We even had a death while watching all the butchers”

“True, it could be someone who grew up around a butcher.” Phillip looks down at his watch “Damn we haven’t done shit today.” Just then his watch goes off. The watch is large and appears to be a communication device as well.

“Shit it’s the Captain”

“Well answer it.”

 Phillip answers the call by pushing a button on the right side of the watch. “Captain this is Phillip.” “Why the hell didn’t Eli answer his damn echo!?” The Captain yells through the echo. Eli looks down at his left hand and notices his echo isn’t on his arm. “Shit” Phillip looks over at Eli

 “What?”

“I fucking forgot it back at my apartment”

“He forgot! You two are my dynamic duo catching killers and shutting down drug runners but Eli is fucking up. I got a call from Giovanni saying Eli was being extremely rude and even threated him.”

“That’s bullshit Captain! That asshole threated me first.” 

“I really don’t care Eli! Go grab your Echo then get to my office!”

“Yes sir” Eli and Phillip both respond to the Captain. Eli sighs and shakes his head “Fuck, see that’s what happens when you rush me Phillip.” Phillip laughs some “Right it’s my fault. Let’s just get back to you apartment and head to the Captain’s office.”

“You go on without me Phillip. I’ll catch back up plus I can get their faster if I run and you aren’t what I would call in shape” Phillip nods his head “Alright I’ll head over to the precinct.” Phillip continues walking north towards the precinct.

Eli turns around and starts walking down the street. He passes the diner and peaks in the window and sees Giovanni and his men leaving. He thinks to himself “That asshole calling the Captain on me. I should follow him and see if he is doing anything suspicious” Eli ducks behind a large dumpster beside the diner. Giovanni’s bodyguards walk out of the diner with Giovanni behind them. Once on the street two of the bodyguards step behind Giovanni while the other two stand in front of him. Giovanni taps on the right bodyguard and they begin walking down the street away from Eli. Eli moves from behind the dumpster and follows Giovanni at a safe distance. Giovanni stops at a small street vendor, Eli quickly ducks into an alleyway. Giovanni and his men begin walking again this time Eli lets them get a large distance between them before returning to the main street. Eli stops by the street vendor and flashes his badge “That man what did he want?” “Look I aint one to snitch but he just asked for an apple and paid double for it.” “Is that really all” “Yeah but he didn’t pay in coin he paid with this.” The street vendor pulls out an inhaler “Please don’t arrest me I really need it.” Eli grabs the inhaler from vendor’s hands “Really he paid you with a full shot of Turbo?” “Hey I’ve got a habit and Giovanni is a man that helps people in need.”

“You do realize Turbo is an illegal drug.” Eli puts the inhaler in his pocket. “So says the dirty detective that follows some twisted vision of justice. Turbo is only illegal if you follow the laws you and your taskforce created. The mayor doesn’t rule the Backstreets the people do.” Eli laughs some “And look how good that’s doing you. The upper side of New York is thriving well thanks to people like me.” The vendor looks left down the road “You better stop talking to me before Giovanni gets outta sight.” Eli looks down the street and barely spots Giovanni and his posse. Eli grabs the inhaler from his pocket and tosses it back at the street vendor “Thanks for the heads up.” Eli takes off down the street still at a safe distance. Giovanni and his bodyguards stop at an alleyway and walk down it. Eli thinks to himself “That alley leads to Silver Street. That’s where the red light district is. Why would he be going there? And why is he even still in the Backstreets he lives in the Upper Westside.” Eli continues following Giovanni down the alleyway. The back two bodyguards stop and look behind them Eli quickly dodges their sight by hiding behind a few trashcans. He whispers to himself “Shit, that was close.” Giovanni continues walking down the alleyway until finally comes out to Silver Street. Giovanni and his man take a right and begin walking, Eli follows quietly after him. Eli reaches the end of the alleyway and peaks past the corner of the building he is hiding behind and sees Giovanni walking into a club named “The White Hare”. Eli steps back into the alleyway and thinks to himself “Should I chase a wild lead or go home?” Eli reaches in his jacket and pulls out a small silver cigarette case. He opens the case and takes a cigarette out and puts the case back. Eli puts the cigarette in his mouth then takes out his lighter and lights his cigarette. He takes a long drag before straightening his suit out. Eli walks out of the alleyway and onto Silver Street. He continues walking down the street towards “The White Hare”. Eli walks up to the club’s doors standing in front of the door is a large man with dark skin almost burnt, no hair, a face only a mother could love, and a black freshly pressed suit. Eli walks up to the man “So, you gonna let me in or just stare?”

The man perks up “Excuse me?” His low earth moving voice echoes of the mid-day sky. Eli’s look is still solid and unfazed “You heard me, I didn’t stutter”

“Look punk I don’t know who you think you are, but you aren’t shit to me!”

Eli opens his jacket and reviles his badge and revolver. “I think this is good enough for you”

“It would be if I cared about the so called law enforcement in this city. You are on Silver Street we run this side of town with our own rules” The bouncer pops his knuckles then stretches his neck. “I dare you to try something” Eli takes another long drag from his cigarette. “Looks like intimidation isn’t gonna work on you. Look I’m following a lead and the man I need to talk to is in there.”

“Oh is that so? Then by all means go ahead…Um” The bouncer focuses on the name on Eli’s badge “Mr. Dillinger” Eli starts walking towards the door “That was a lie Mr. Dillinger the only man in the club at this time is Mr. Giovanni and he wouldn’t want company.” The bouncer close lines Eli sending him on to his feet. The bouncer takes a step back and holds his arm as if he was the one that just got hit. “What are you made up of?”

Eli slowly stands up and wipes his suit off. “Asshole this was one of my nicer suits” Eli walks over to the bouncer and punches him in the face. The bouncer falls down to the ground spitting up blood as he it’s the sidewalk. Eli spits a little bit of blood “Look I was only repaying the hit. This isn’t over I’ll be back later” Eli walks off towards the alleyway he came out of.

            Eli walks down the alleyway still wiping off his suit “Damn this sucks I’m gonna need to get this one cleaned now.” He pulls out his wallet and checks inside there is no money just receipts. “That’s what I thought.” Eli finally makes it back to Main Street and takes a left and continues walking down the sidewalk. A few minutes pass by as he walks down the street thinking to himself “Why was Giovanni at The White Hare? I’ll have to go back tonight and case the joint.” Eli finally reaches his apartment building. He walks up the stairs and enters the building Mrs. Crabtree stops Eli “Hey Eli, a courier just brought this package for you.” Eli with a confused look on his face walks over to Mrs. Crabtree “A package for me?”

“Yes the nice courier said please deliver to Eli Dillinger”