34SwaggerThere were two things Billy had wanted to avoid during his short human existence: getting caught with his pants down in a public place and having a face-off with an armed assailant.
He’d failed at the former five years ago when a guy he met in a club in Soho got a little rough down a dead-end alley. Truth be told, Billy was more than satisfied with the outcome, apart from the moment when the police officer shone a flashlight in his eyes, looked at the trousers around his ankles, and shook his head in that “Jeez, not again” sort of way.
Billy was ridiculously embarrassed by the whole incident. It made him feel like an amateur, when really, he was a highly skilled Lothario. Clearly.
The second thing had yet to happen. Until now.
He didn’t count the fight he’d had with the Advoca
