Immediately after I had promised Siegfried Schulz that I would break into the house of my friend, professor Marcel Hubnoth, I'd thought I had better give the poor man a call, but there was no answer. I googled his friend and lover Moshe Cohen and I found out that the only thing we knew for sure about Moshe Cohen was that his name wasn't Moshe Cohen.
I had told the members of the gang to meet me in The Hard Cock cafe, in the dark room, just after closing time. All day long I had been thinking about how I would present myself to my fellow gang members, now that I am their boss, and how on earth I would explain to my friend Marcel that I had to burgle his house and steal his valuables.
When the hour had come to do or die I knew I had to be clear focused all around, I followed the path, tried to read the signs till I got to the place where the willows don't bend.
From a distance I saw in the parking lot of our place of rendezvous the gentlemen talking, the midnight moon was on the riverside.
Tiny man Giant was there with his daughter Clean Mary. Slasher stood a little apart,
throwing knives into a willow tree.
'Stop that!' I hissed at him.
'Just practising, Boss,' was his answer.
'You've got the key?' I asked Tiny Man Giant.
'Door is open, Boss. Everything is ready. Boss.' I looked at him and for a moment I thought I saw a glint of contempt in his eyes. But it was too dark for me to see.