Chapter 21“So, Joey," said Rocky, popping the tab on a fresh can of beer. "Crank's really gone, eh?"
Nodding, Joe took a long drink of his own beer. The stuff tasted great; he hadn't drunk a beer for nearly a week, and by now was truly thirsty for it. In his refrigerator, Rocky had two six-packs waiting, and Joe's mouth watered at the thought of emptying them.
"Huh," said Rocky with a distant look in his eyes. "I still don't believe it. It don't seem possible, y'know? Hell, I just seen him a few days ago."
"I know," mumbled Joe as he gazed around the apartment. Compared to the places that he was used to living in, Rocky's residence was a luxury suite. Though the place wasn't fancy or extravagantly decorated, it was big enough and nice enough to impress Joe Jones, the guy who'd been
