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You hear a shriek. Out the back of the club, the music stops its silent. You see security running out the back door and you follow curiously. There's a young girl lieing motionless on the blacktop. brutally beaten and possibly raped. Then you glance and notice the tall dark stalky man standing there surrounded by the gargantuas security guards grappling him like a pit bull on a rawhide bone. The man stands there with his fedora slightly tilted over his left eye to hide himself. His eyes are glaring in my direction his nose hung off his face like an anchor. His ears pinned back. his mouth has a lit cigarette dangling from it and his expression presented like a rabid dog ready to bite. He's wearing a strait black suit and stands hunched over. The tie dangling at his neck look smooth as it slid down his chest. The pants he's wearing are the night. And he is strategically placed in his alligator skin boots. "Time to go," said the big burly man clenched at his right side, "your getting charged for rape and murder."