Boarding docks(invite only)

Panos sat on the edge of the docs and dangled his legs. He could see the Marina across the body of water. It's lights now distant glowing sparkles and bawbles.

He flipped through the stiff leather wallet that ment a recent purchase. A few pictures of females skimply dressed and six credit cards. Slipped behind one photo was a fifty dollar bill. A hidden stash perhaps? He pulled the crisp bill out and tucked it into his pocket. With a flip of his wrist he tossed the new hard wallet into the water and watched it float in the moonlight.

Your debt free now....Thomas.

He patted the pale cheek of the dead man whos head was twisted at an odd angle from his torso.

The warehouses loomed behind Panos and his new friend Tom the corpse, throwing shadows from the moon. He could hear crackling of a trash can fire but feared no interuptions. Bums rarely approached a man sitting next to a dead body, and when they did, they never got another chance to interupt anyone ever again.