Mask of the Crime Czar – the wager
It is late winter in the year of 1990. Jason Parks is an ex-NYPD Detective turned Private Investigator in his hometown of Philadelphia, PA… and he’s also a drunk.
He tries to comprehend where he is then tries to sit up and fails. Again, he attempts to rise and stay erect. He is seen by the Demi-Seer who rushes to his aid.
“Easy, my son. You are not strong enough for this.”
Ronal’s voice is only a croaking whisper as he waves aside the Demi-Seer. “You must help me to stay awake. Give me one of your vile potions, you old quack.”
“Then you understood, Barney?” The old man retrieves a cup and hands it to Ronal who forces the terrible brew down and shudders.
“Damn, that’s awful,” giving the old man a bloodshot look. “I am here to stay old man but you must keep me awake until the sun rises. Do not let me slip away.”
“A challenge I am up to my son.” The old man grabs a stool and sits in front of Ronal whose eyes flutter and roll up in his head. The Demi-Seer shakes Ronal violently. “Barney! Wake Up. Do you hear me.”
Ronal’s eyes snap open. “I’m here, old man, I’m here. You’ve no easy task this night.”
“I may be old but I am not feeble.” Ronal grins then coughs hoarsely. “We must keep your mind active. Talk to me.”
“What about?”
“You have never told me of your other life. Will Barney be missed?”
Ronal ponders and comes to a conclusion. “Only by one person. The rest are of no consequence.” Continue reading Night of the Barbarian – the final chapter –