I headed straight for a nightclub, it wasn't my kind of place with all the strippers. But it was close to my hotel and the flight put me in the mood for a nice cold Ballentine. The place was a far cry from McGinty's but I thought I'd give it a shot.
"Hey feller! Over here!" a man called to me, he was a shady type and I didn't take a liking to him.
"What you need, buddy." I tried to sound nice.
"Here take these. Pass 'em around." He handed me a few fliers and took my arm in a death grip, "He'll be here tomorrow don't be fooled by his lies."
"See ya'" I broke from his grip and moved into the club. I dumped the fliers but kept one for myself.
The paper was a appalling, it featured two pictures of my president: one full on and the other in profile. It said:
Wanted for Treason
This man is wanted for treasonous activities against the United States:
1. Betraying the constitution(Which he swore to uphold) He is turning the sovereignty of the United States over to the communist controlled United Nations...
It went on to say he appointed Anti-Christians and had been previously married and divorced. I didn't know what to think of it, it was laughable but also made me angry. Something in me told me to hold onto it, maybe I should show it to the president and tell him that I still support him. I folded it and forgot about it moments later.
"Give me a Ballantine's." I passed a bill across the bar.
I gulped the drink down as quickly as possible not wanting to stay for long.
As I walked from the bar to my room a man on the street handed me a pro-Cuba paper, he was thin and lean. He had piercing eyes. His name was Oswald.