detective story

chapter three

I decided to do some surveillance inside the bar cause it was gonna be a while before jack came out. So I sat at the far end of the bar and ordered a shot and I saw jack drinking vodka. Then as I photographed him I saw a college aged man and his girlfriend arguing I just rolled my eyes and pulled out my note pad. For every shot of vodka jack took I made a tally mark and I was up to about 7 or 8 tallies when I heard the very distinct sound of a slap on the cheek and I looked at the college guy. He was yelling at his girlfriend as if she did something wrong all the while she was in tears with a busted lip. I walked up to him and stood in his face "hit me." I said after a brief silence "fuck you loser!" he said to me as he pulled out brass knuckles. "So whatcha gonna do!?" he said then I remembered brass knuckles are legally considered weapons in most states and are illegal to carry. He drew back ready to hit me and I pulled my gun out and crammed the muzzle in his mouth "go ahead, gimme the excuse" I said. The brass knucks dropped to the floor and everyone cheered