All right faithful readers, I am proud to give to you the final installment of "Blue Days in Bright City." Enjoy! Swallow of Slaughter is brassy in room. Fear shines in eyeswhen I step back. Gun hammer clicks twice. Cacophony of gunshot vibratesair; smoke fills space between. I wave smoke away. Butcher is slumpedin chair, bullet hole in forehead leaking blood. I step close to inspectwound.