Chapter 4
Webster Hall at 125 East 11th Street
Judging by the long line of people waiting in front of the entrance, the event of the evening seemed to have attracted a lot of interest.
Susan gave off an almost tangibly exhilarated air, which contrasted with Ben's dark suspicion, as he kept looking around for something to reassure him. But the more he searched, the more his anxiety increased.
He figured that at least fifteen people, between those in front and those at the end of the line, could have very well spent the last two or three years behind bars. Not to mention their clothing, that appeared tenebrously sinister and bordered on something close to satanic. He found the courage to ask a question that might help him understand his surroundings a bit more.
“Susan, sorry but, what e
