A Drunk in the Rain

I was sitting at a bus stop waiting for it to stop raining so I could walk home without getting wet. My car got towed last week. Who knew you were supposed to pay registration fees every year? It made work hard, ever try to tail someone on a bus?

Anyway, a door behind me opened and a well dressed, incredibly drunk man came out and sat with me. He gave me a cigarette in exchange for helping him light up. He was damn near in tears about something, but he wouldn't say what. When he got up to leave, I figured I'd better tail him.

I tailed him for two blocks. He went into the Plaza. They have a restaurant there called 'Hash House A Go Go' that has a tractor for a logo. To my knowledge, it's the only place where tractors and hash (the food, not the drug) are teamed up with the words 'A Go Go.' It was owned by an ex football player named Jimmy Cowen. I did some snooping. It turned out the drunk guy was Jimmy's brother, who turned out to owe a bunch of money to a shark, a loan shark.

I owed Jimmy big time. He took a dive once, just short of the in zone, and cost his team the game. I made a big bet on the game, but instead of giving Jimmy his cut, I drove out to the Bunny Ranch and blew it all on hookers and hooker snacks.

As I watched from a corner booth, Jimmy kicked his moocher brother out of the restaurant, with only a few thousand in cash, to work out his debts on his own. I tailed him again, this time to Charlie's mobile casino. I figured this was my chance to make things right. I stopped him right before he walked into the casino and told him that Jimmy sent me. I took his four grand in cash and told him all his debts were wiped clean. He made some asshole joke, then we went our separate ways. I never heard from him or his brother again.