A small, seedy bar in a set-off bystreet in 25th century New York, in the middle of the night. Captain Future who is having a drink - incognito - suddenly gets addressed by Marshal Ezella Guerney who is on a quick stop during his night shift... Short story using the 40ies "film noir" style. *** I'm no native speaker, so please let me know if my English is too clumsy.