 Who is with Red when Wayne enters the Four Aces Club?
Wayne, unseen, sneered down from the head of the stairs. They were squareheads one and all, marking moron time in a gray dream. He was still laughing as he whoomed the Olds between the pale dead glow of houses and roared up the ramp onto the Freeway. He strode under a sign reading Public Youth Center No. 947 and walked casually to the reception desk, where a thin man with sergeant's stripes and a pansy haircut looked out of a pile of paperwork. He wrote on a slip of paper, handed the pass to Wayne. "Thanks, sarge dear," Wayne said and took the elevator up to the Armory. Finally he said, "So make up your mind, bud. "Hold your teeth, pop," Wayne said, coolly and slowly lighting a cigarette. It's a big city and you're starting late. You can get a cat, not a mouse, and some babes are clever hellcats in a dark alley." "A corporal with no hair and still a counterboy. The corporal waddled back with the revolver and the switchblade disguised in a leather comb case. He checked them on a receipt ledger, while Wayne examined the weapons, broke open the revolver, twirled the cylinder and pushed cartridges into the waiting chamber. Captain Jack moved massively. Captain Jack crossed black-booted legs and whacked a cane at the floor. "Wayne Seton," said Captain Jack as if he were discussing something in a bug collection.
 A hefty psycho who has killed five people
 A hefty psycho who drinks too much  A hefty psycho who has killed five people  A hefty psycho with a cat’s face  A hefty psycho who has abducted Red