New York City is under siege of a madman who is on a murderous rampage. The brutal and save murder and rapes have a frightening and disturbing presence on the city.
Adrian's mental illness is so out of control, he is not sure if he is responsible for the rapes and murders that have been happening in his fair city. The circumstantial evinence is stacking up against him. His disability attacks his heart and soul. The pressures on Adrian are tremendous.
He is constantly fighting for his sanity and freedom. His only recourse is found at the bottom of a beer mug. This is his therapy and saving grace. Adrian has to find out the truth for the sake of his own sanity. He is forced into situations that go against his own moral beliefs.
He finds himself imprisoned in a life that he doesn't want any part of. Slowly, the dark side takes a strong grip on Addrian's soul. He learns to use his new power to fight his enemies which threaten his life and the lives of his loved ones. Adrian's dark side causes severe consequences which he must overcome to remain sane. Welcome to Adrian's private world.
Adrian got a shiver up his spine. He knew that once he went through those doors, he would be all alone. He signed the paperwork and collected his belongings.
Matt said, "The envelope the clerk gave you has everything you need to know. The schedules and everything is in there."
"I guess my dad will soon have his men looking for me," Adrian said.
Matt responded, "I'm sure of it. You can bet that as soon as we release the news, the ball will start rolling. Just take it easy. Take your time and do it right."
Adrian said, "I sure hope things turn out. I'm not used to this cloak and dagger stuff."
"Don't worry, you'll do fine. I know it. You are free to go. Good luck, Adrian.
Adrian turned around and gave a quick wave and left through the front doors. The first thing he had to do was get home and get rid pf the paperwork bbefore Azario's men picked him up. He grabbed a bus and transferred down to the strip. After a long bus ride, he arrived at his destination.
She smiled and went to the dressing room. Adrian sat back in his chair and ordered another mug of draft. He lit a cigarette and watched the women on stage. He closely watched the entrance to make sure that no cops came into the bar.
He felt safe in there; Trixie had everythimg in control. He couldn't brlieve that this episode was running into its second day in a row. He was still wired. He still hasn't come down from his high and the alcohol was not bringing him down.