The Dick Kicks Ass --- A Nightmare Jones Private Dick Story

That night I walked the streets. Shots were fired up ahead of me. I pulled my gun and saw a man run up the street. He saw me and pulled his trigger. He missed,I didn't. I stood over the body of the hitman as his blood ran into the gutter. His victim lay dead in the doorway of his business. It seems the union boss ordered the hit. I'll take him down one day. If he gets in my way. I put my gun away and walk.