"A shooting? Down by the Seaside Rest you say?" the tanned, lean forearm powered the hand that was holding a brown bottle of lager. Between the index finger and thumb was dark blue star tattoo. The blue was dark enough that most would describe it as black .

"Yeah! And even...

The man was obviously a detective. Joey could tell by his demeanor. His emotions weren't shook like the rest of the folk. No. He was here strictly on business.

"I'd rather not."

The man pulled out a badge.

"That's completely fine. But it would help us maybe figure out what happened. We actually...

Johnny Strong got up earlier than usual. The usual was 4 AM and then a couple shots of espresso. Getting his ass out of bed and taking the day by the neck. Choking it out!

But today he had to get up even earlier. New mission. Strong and his team would...

I thought of  World War I . When young men were scorched in trenches at the hand of industrialization 's first war. The  birds chirped and sung alongside the machine guns and artillery blasts. They could be heard during the quiet times.

But for a 19 year old volunteer who grew...

"Guns. You really think those will protect you?" Jhon said.

Tim raised an uzi up to Jhon who stood still staring out the glass window.

"I don't know. You tell me." Tim said.

Even before Baloo took a step towards them, Rob pointed his uzi at the mountain of flesh.

Jhon turned around. He...