CHAPTER 8

It was exactly eleven o'clock, as Alan walked through the street and by this time all the stores and restaurants and other business which offered their light to the pedestrians were closed and their lights gone with them, so just the security light of homes gave light to the street. Alan moved slowly thinking about Ruth throughout the walk home. Alan was distracted; due to his thoughts, he took a wrong turn into an alley where a group of hoodlums were picking on a teenage boy of twenty one years. He finally came back to the real world when he heard a voice say to him 'walk away, if you don't want trouble" he looked up and saw a shabby looking man with full beards and a tattoo on his neck, and beside that very man we're other two men; one holding the shit of the victim on the floor, and the other holding a digger in his hand, tying a bandana on his head and wearing a black leather jacket. 'Hey! Are you deaf or you just signed a death wish?" The first man yelled at Alan already approac