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being a church go’er, when I said, ‘He was sent to meet Jesus’.” I lied just like he did, only more convincingly.
    “So where did he die?” I asked loudly as we reached the short hallway that led to the men’s room.
    “Right down there on the right, in the men’s room.” He stated and then leaned in close to me and said, “We don’t let just anyone look around our club, after this, we’ll have to make you an honorary member.” He said, clearly over working his little pea brain trying to snow me, I hesitated and took a quick glance at the guy at the end of the bar, before going down the short hallway. He fit the description of the guy Collins, was to have delivered the message to last night.
    “Go on, it’s there on the right. It’s kind of tight quarters, so you go first.” He urged with only the slightest bit of a snicker. He caught himself and tried to fake a cough to hide his screw up. I let him think it worked.
    I stepped into what they laughingly referred to as the men’s room. It was maybe twenty-four feet square, with two stalls one next to the other, with a sink and urinal on the opposite wall. But I wouldn’t have put my hands in that sink if you paid me. The basin was yellow with dried piss. I had gone maybe four feet in when I heard the rustle of decorative chains. I quickly glanced at the spidered mirror and saw my genius host swing his arm up over his head, obviously he was about to hit me on the head with something. I twisted to my left and drew my taser in one fluid move. As he tried to follow me, I jabbed the taser into his chest and he started quaking and shaking as if he was suddenly a human vibrator. He dropped the short piece of metal pipe he had in his hand, which made one hell of a ratchet and I was sure some of his buddies would be coming to his aid any second. I kept the taser engaged and waited until his eyes rolled back in his head before I pulled it away. When I did, he collapsed to the floor like he been…tasered.
    I quickly swung to the opposite side of the door expecting his buddies to come charging in, but it never happened. In fact, it was oddly silent. Even the hoots and jeers of the crowd watching the lesbian sex show were quiet. I tucked the taser back in my pocket and yanked the still quivering semi-conscious biker off the floor. I held him up in front of me and shoved him through the door first. I tightened my hold on him as we went up the short hallway and burst thru the swinging doors into the main room. I was surprised by what I had found.
    Everyone in the bar, including the guy and girl from the end of the bar were standing up against wall across from the bar. There were two guys in cheap suits with short haircuts, standing in front of them, holding guns on them. One of the bikers was holding a towel around his hand and there was blood dripping from the towel. Every one of the bikers turned their heads to look at me and their buddy who wasn’t quite conscious yet, as we stepped into the main room. Talk about a silver lining.
    “Oh hey, he’s had like seizer or something. All of a sudden, he just dropped to the floor like a ton of bricks and started twitching.” I blurted out which finally drew the attention of the two men holding the guns on the bikers.
    “Who the hell, are you?” The man with a gun closest to me shouted. I dropped dumbass biker in a heap and walked right up the guy with my hand out as if to shake hands and stated.
    “Hi there, I’m with the Knoxville Sentinel, just following up on the murder that took place here last night. Are you the investigating officers?” I dropped my hand when he acted as if I’d pulled my hand out the toilet back there.
    “Get him the hell out of here. Holy Shit, what’s next a TV crew?” The other man with a gun barked. Then to the bikers he yelled, “Get that stupid son of a bitch over here with you.” And out of the corner of my eye I saw two of the bikers quickly step over to their downed comrade.
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