It was a pleasant night for Ethan but as always, she was gone when he woke up.

Leaving his office, he decided to leave his car and walk by foot, he was beginning to find a sinister satisfaction in these forbidden hours of the night.

He hurried to the side of the street. The rain had just stopped and the sideways were still moisture-laden and the neon lights of the dry bar across the street glowed irritably across the range of his vision.

He folded his hands into a fist, gnarling and pissed at ...