Jonh had a hunch. Grey had been seen in Mr. Alvosta's building. Several top businessmen in New York had been found murdered recently. All had been big competitors of Alvosta's. DNA samples had met no matches when the crime scenes were investigated. Maybe, just maybe…

            Donning his suit and tie, John Marlin of Marlin & Dock law firm decided to pay Mr. Joseph Alvosta a visit on behalf of his friend Freddy Dock and the possible connection between his assaulter and Mr. Alvosta. He had his Nightmare costume under his suit.

            Arriving at Alvosta's building, John walked into the lobby and asked the annoyed, freckle-faced secretary if he could see Mr. Alvosta.

            "Do you have an appointment?" she asked nasally.

            "No, but…" thinking fast, "if he doesn't see me within five minutes to convince me otherwise, my client will sue him for $50 million. And, oh, haven't I mentioned? I've never lost a case in my life."

            A look of fear entered the secretary's eyes, and she called Alvosta on the intercom. A moment later, she asked, "Who should I say is here?"

            "Just say… his worst nightmare."

            She laughed at this, thinking it as a joke, and two minutes later, John was on the elevator to Mr. Alvosta's office.

            When he entered the room, Alvosta's voice greeted him coldly.

            "Pretty gutsy, aren't we Mr. Marlin? Coming to see me personally! What would you like to talk about?"

            "You know what I want to talk about, Alvosta. Might I add, the tape recorder is on. At approximately three o' clock pm yesterday, my client Freddy Dock was attacked by a gray-skinned, scaly monster. I think Grey was connected with you."

            "That's ridiculous, Mr. Marlin! What evidence do you have?"

            "I believe that my client was attacked by Grey (I do know his name, Mr. Alvosta) because he was seen by my client coming from your building."

            "So? Grey could have been in my building because he was attacking someone there! The way you're going at it, if Grey is in a building, he must work for that building's owner!"

            "No, that's not what I'm saying. I'm saying that all of your competitors have been recently killed, and this would certainly explain it, don't you think?"

            "I suppose, but that's not enough to justify you suing me."

            "Who ever said I was going to sue you? Face it Mr. Alvosta, we both know how this is going to be handled. The recorder's off now. Why is Grey working for you?"

            Red-faced, Alvosta whispered evilly, "Get out of my office while you still have teeth."

            John gave a chuckle, and left Alvosta with some chilling thoughts to ponder. "All right, but let's just say that if I'm mad enough, I can use Grey's tactics on attacking. Don't sleep at night if you know what's good for you. I stay up till morning, and I can be a great spy. Now, if youl excuse me…" he said stepping out the door, "Nightmare has some business to take care of."

            As he watched his enemy leave, Alvosta picked up the phone. Grey answered. "Listen carefully. Kill Nightmare. Tonight."