The city was greeted by a chilly September wind, echoing winters lust for death and emptiness.

Brave souls with thin layers of handmade garments filled the streets looking for work and opportunity.  Among these were Manny, walking with a bad limp out of Saint Mary's Memorial Hospital. Another day another helpful treatment, only delaying the inevitable suffering of the so called "Honeyed" disease. Better known among the medical fraternity as Diabetes.

Suffering since he was a boy Manny had finally reached the end of his patience. Tired of not being able to taste the fruits of his labor. While being moderately wealthy, he was limited to a paltry 450 calorie diet to try and curb the influx of sugar into his being, but he had finally had enough. Experiencing bad highs and urinating like the Niagara falls was just too much.

Stumbling into a solitary Phone booth on the Corner of Main and 17th he calls his friend Harvey.

*rings* *rings* *rings*

-pickup-

: Go for Harvey !

Harvey it's Manny, I need help.

: Sure whats up brother?

It's my diabetes, it's acting up I took 3 tests with Benedict’s solution and it's still high. I feel like shit, even worse than when i got shanked in county. I need you to find someone for me, I was just at the hospital and spoke to a Dr Jerkoff who told me about a new treatment. Some Canadian quack Dr Frederick Banting made some medicine that can help me. Think they call it insulin. I'm on my way to the HQ, can you find this doc or some insulin for me. I tried bribing the nurse at the hospital but apparently she's got a conscience. The hospital is holding all insulin till the government signs some medical bill bullshit.

: Fuck sakes Manny did you offer her enough money?

I thought I did, if a hundred thousand doesn't work nothing will. Seems she doesn't have kids or a family, married to the job of all things.

: Should I send someone to pick you up? Can you make it to the HQ?

I think I'll make it, my 2 most trusted bg's are just around the corner. I'll be home in 30 mins. Dr Jerkoff said that the Canadian is here in Detroit for some medical conference. Please find him.

: Come to HQ I'll make some calls.

Thanks see you soon

As Manny hangs up the phone a customized armored Ford model T Van screeches to a halt on the road next to him. 3 Burly men hastily exits and runs to the aid of Manny as a 4th keeps an eagle eye on the street.

: Boss I thought you'd wait at the hospital. This is the Fallback location, are you ok ? You don't look well at all?

Krummelpap! Braaitang!  I'm glad to see you guys. Help me up, we need to get to the HQ. Any difficulties ?

: No Boss, the roads are clear. Let's go.

Manny couldn't help but feel relieved as he was in the safest and probably biggest hands in the city. Helping him into the waiting Van they sped off to home.