Law of Attraction

Law of Attraction: Chapter One

Prologue

Hell's Kitchen- 6:52pm: New York

"You boys look thirsty," Matches Malone said. The well-built man placing a bottle of whiskey and three shot glasses on the table.

Dressed in a herringbone plaid suit wearing a striped shirt with no tie, Matches wore tinted sunglasses. The fair-haired man with a well-groomed mane and mustache chewing a match stick gently. Perplexed, the occupants of the corner table at Tootsies Bar and Grill, on Hell's Kitchen south side, eyed him and each other curiously. Clad in leather jackets, hoodies and blue jeans, the larger of the two hoodlums wore a docker hat. The two guidos seen nursing half consumed beers while mumbling and ignoring Matches. Both prone to checking their watches before glancing at the tavern door as they looked through him.

"I'm guess'n you two guys don't drink," Matches said.

"Fuck off, and take the whiskey with you," the smaller man said, a long scar seen running from his right eye to his chin.

"Damn Aldo, you're a hard man," his larger companion said chuckling.

"Apologies buddy; I was just try'n to be friendly," Matches said gathering up the shot glasses. "Just moved to The City, from Gotham is all."

"Do you know this guy Chugs, because I don't. Hell, he could be a cop or worse; a freaking mutant for all we know."

"The name's Matches...Matches Malone, and I ain't no mutant, benny!"

"Hold on there; you say your name's, Matches Malone," the larger man inquired grabbing the whiskey bottle. "Matches Malone; out of Jersey?"

"Yeah...North Jersey, what's it to ya; yous been there?"

Opening the bottle of whiskey, "Damn Aldo, this dude once rolled with the Joker's crew in Gotham," Chugs said, inviting Matches to sit down. "My cousin Vinny told me how he once beat down, The Batman."

"Bullshit, I ain't buying that," Aldo said, sizing up Matches.

Pulling out a chair, taking a seat, "Buy it or not, it's true," Matches said. "So, you're Vinny 'The Leech's', little cousin, huh? Well you're not so little. How's he been doing these days; still servin' that twelve-year bid."

"Yeah, after he was busted in Central City by the Flash, they gave him four more years for a botched escape attempt. My aunt says he might get out a few years early, on account of good behavior. Hey, you ever hear from The Joker? Boy, now that's a special kind of crazy."

"The last time I saw..."

"Screw that; you're going to tell me how you beat, The Bat," Aldo interrupted, filling everyone's shot glass.

"Right, let's see; it was New Year's Eve and the 'J-man'; that's the Joker, was feelin' nostalgic..."

Law of Attraction

Manhattan Criminal Court-10:15am: The Tombs

Susan Toliver was smiling; Matthew Murdock could feel it. The beautiful African American district attorney, thought to be a shoo-in for the deputy mayor appointment, excited. Her heart rate racing as she adjusted her glasses on her face and sighed softly.

You're pleased with yourself, aren't you Susan, Matt thought; hearing the prosecuting attorney finishing with her star witness. She believes, she's won already.

Taking her place in the lead chair of a three-man prosecution team, their overall demeanor was one of satisfaction. The prosecution's case, for all intents and purposes, a slam dunk.