Soothsayer Ch. 2, Pt. 2

Notes: So, this went in a completely unexpected direction and was getting veeery long. I had to cut it at a cliffhanger moment, but the day isn't over and I swear, explanations are coming! Also, no one is dead! Just, gosh, I got surprised, okay? Very surprised, and I had to run with it. Also, none of the pics are mine, I just felt they fit. The extra two are guys who show up in this part and may feature later on, I'm not entirely sure yet. Anyway, enjoy!

Title: Soothsayer, Chapter Two, Part Two

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“It's hard to walk away from a winning streak, even harder to leave the table when you're on a losing one.” 

― Cara Bertoia, Cruise Quarters – A Novel About Casinos and Cruise Ships

Back in the sixties and seventies, Colfax Avenue was the place to go in this city if you wanted to satisfy the four biological imperatives: feeding, fighting, fucking and, if you played your cards wrong, fleeing. You could do practically all of them at once if you went to the right bars. Those days were mostly gone now, washed away in the bubbly fervor of urban renewal, but there were still a few places around where a person could get in touch with their primitive side. I was jazzed with adrenaline, antsy and keyed up, and the only way I was going to work those bugs out of my system was with some serious exertion.