Wild Bill

I wasn't an assassin yet.

But one night I was at the bistro...

is infamous or famous.

I don't know if it's still there or not.

I've been in prison for a long time.

But the bistro was owned by a lady named Lorelei, an American woman.

And she was a nut.

She was a really nice person.

Very, very, very colorful person.

And she owned this really nice, upscale...

restaurant and bar right on Main Street.

And so I was there one night.

It was karaoke night, but I wasn't singing, which I often did sing and often love to sing.

I wasn't singing, but I was sitting back, again, smoking a cigar and having a drink.

And in walked an army, like maybe six associates from the cartel from which, the same cartel that I used to work for when I was a human trafficker.

And they walked in on purpose.

They were there for me and sat down and the man who was directly my boss sat down with me and explained to me that they were unhappy that I had ran out on them and they knew that I owed them a favor because they didn't kill me.

They didn't kill me because I ran away, I think is why they didn't kill me.

But now they knew where I was and what I was doing and they were unhappy that I wasn't working for them anymore.

And our association was one in which that you couldn't leave once you join.