As usual, night fell. Calypso went down to achieve his justice as he calls it.. or as he convinces himself to ease his conscience.. but wait, does he have a conscience?
Twenty dollars is what he gathered; a bad loot, right? As usual, cheap beer and cigarettes, his day ended as usual.. or so he thought. It's true he is a nobody as he used to hear, but he is not stupid, I assure you that. The 3rd alley in a row.. he turned 3 times to the right, the same ones; 5 people following him. He tried to look calm, his heart began to beat faster, he started to sweat, he changed his path without hesitation, entered the adjacent building, ran to the roof as usual, closed the door. He is an expert, it's not the first time he's been hunted; the king of gambling and debts has his methods.
Like every time, he closes his eyes, breathes quickly, hesitates.. but he always does it; he jumped to his building, leaned against the wall the moment he touched the ground. Like every time, his heart beats strongly, his knees tremble. After that, he headed to his room walking slowly. After exhaustion, he returned to his apartment, looked at the roof of the adjacent building, didn't see anyone on the roof, he finally exhaled: "Ooooh". Naturally, he returned to the room, closed the door, decided to sleep and think later; predictable, right?