The following day it was Solomon, who did the flushing. Utica looked away and Demo watched as Gandhi spiraled out of sight into the sewers of New York City where he would have to survive among the albino crocodiles.
Nobody pressed charges or hired expensive lawyers. The students and their parents knew they would have been the laughing stock of the town. The piranha betting had been a profitable and somewhat unsettling prank. Utica and Jesse decided not to return to Michigan for Thanksgiving. Solomon called his parents and told them he had to work at The Rough House over Thanksgiving. Demo didn’t give a damn about the turkey ritual.
Solomon met Cava at Gamma and showed him the pictures of the piranha evening. Cava loved the photographs. Within a week he managed to sell a good number of th
