In the dust of his departure, I took out the ruvens and realized it was enough to last me two months. When I walked back to Yeng's store, The Famous Cock Tavern, he gave me all the booze I could want on the house, and even more ruvens to live off of. That night I tried to have a threesome with two hookers in the motel room but couldn't maintain an erection. I kept seeing Mister Logan's mangled body. I paid them anyway and drank myself to tears, then to sleep. The same thing happened the day ...