(To the listener) (darkly) I stood in the shadows... watching. It wasn’t quite time yet, but I was patient. Just a little longer. I stared intently at the building. The neon sign blazed out, distinguishing the small shop from the buildings on either side. CHECKS CASHED it screamed for all the world to see. A young woman, her frail arms shaking from the effort, pushed open the barred door and staggered outside. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She deserved better, and so did the other wretched examples of humanity that passed through its doors every day. It was time to put an end to it