William made it back home and took his shirt off as he moved to the chair, then he sat down and put his hands over his face. “Regrets?” Gabon asked.
“No, they had it coming. What I worry about is if this will gain any unwanted attention. We haven’t seen anyone in a decade. Mysterious deaths, weird fires. Someone is surely paying attention,” he said.
“Attention? The world is a mess. Bad things happen every day. No one can keep track of it all. No one cares. Like you said, the bad guys already won,” Gabon replied and William figured the ring had a point. There was no reason to worry about anything.
“What are we going to do next?” Gabon asked.
William looked at the ring. “Next? There is no next. We took out a couple of punks, made the city a little safer and burned down a c***k house. Wha
