Further Adventures by Jon Stephen Fink Page A

can tell the difference and if they notice there is Nothing sincere going on nobody will care how it turns out. Nobody will care about you if you are a phony boloney.
    The Story that led me to my big Scene went like this:
    Professor Lionel Horvath swore at me that no prison was built that could hold him and so he was true to that word. After his escape by submarine from Alcatraz Island he embarked on the biggest caper in his perverted criminal Career. He hired a lookalike gunsel to take his place in prison so he was free to live under a False Identity 3,000 miles from Home. His object was to grab control of all of our city’s services—the Water & Power…the Garbage collecting…the Sewer system…the Port Authority…the Subways…the Fire Department…the Police Department…the Office of the Mayor…and so on…Horvath could run the whole place like a giant train set shut it down at the flip of a switch if he wanted he was going to dub himself Top Banana if nobody stopped him. King Crime back on his throne! He figured!
    At his command Horvath had a small Army of suicide Gigolos i.e. very handsome high class but selfish & spoiled young men who were in hock up to their eyeballs from gambling Debts & shady dealings. Horvath promised to square it for them if they did one deed—marry the girl of the Professor’s choice who was a daughter of some rich & powerful City Father…So one by one High Society weddings were on one day the High Society funerals of the Father of the Bride were on the next day being the tragic victims of High Society fatal accidents.
    Horvath saved the biggest plum for himself. After he lost the tender heart of Rosalind Bentley he won the hand of Cornelia Deasy thedaughter of our Mayor. But in the middle of their Wedding ceremony The Green Ray unmasked Horvath also his insane plan.
     
    BISHOP FEENY: And if any here can show cause why these two may not be joined in matrimony let him speak now or—
     
    The Sound Effect of a gust of wind rose up inside the Cathedral on top of a few very astonished cries from the Wedding guests—
     
    GUESTS: What is it? Aah! Ooh! What’s that light? That green light it’s blinding! (Etc.)
    HORVATH: Oof!
     
    The Green Ray tackled Horvath at the altar & we crashed into the crowd!
     
    HORVATH: You’re not on the guest list!
    CORNELIA: Howard! What does this mean?
     
    Horvath was just acting innocent like he was a Normal guy attacked by a crazy masked man in a green Reflecting suit & cape for no good reason on his Wedding Day. I knew better i.e. the whole truth—
     
    GREEN RAY: I think your Worship if you look in this man’s inside pocket you’ll make a nasty discovery.
    HORVATH: Don’t bother Bishop. This should satisfy you…
     
    The whispers in the crowd stopped & Horvath pulled out from his morning coat—
     
    CORNELIA: A gun!
     
    I threw my green Cape over his head! A shot echoed! We both went down wrestling locked in a violent fight. In a couple seconds I had him pinned.
     
    HORVATH: I’ll get you for this!
    GREEN RAY: I don’t think so…Professor Horvath.
    BISHOP FEENY: Horvath? But this is—
     
    I grabbed the list out of Horvath’s pocket I recited all the Names on it of those High Society bigshots who were suddenly coincidentally and very convenient for Lionel Horvath dead . It was all the Evidence I needed to hand him over to the F.B.I. in person. For my courage & public service J. Edgar Hoover decided to honor me at a Public Ceremony on the steps of City Hall. Now proper homage was going to get paid to the acts of unrewarded anonymous Good wrought on Earth by The Green Ray.
    Was I ready for it the gush of Emotion? No. I did not stand there 100% concentrating on my Lines nor my mood since I still felt some interference from my inner thoughts about Annie. I tried to keep the picture of City Hall & Mr. Hoover & the adoring crowd in my mind I tried to hear how my Green Ray Voice was supposed to sound i.e. righteous yet humble but when my Cue