Ezekiel walks through out the street, listening to the recent announcement of Las Vegas's removal. It was always an awful sight to see a city get flattened. He noticed the wandering civilian barking up a storm about his father being killed.

And at that moment he felt someone reach into his pocket...

"Hey!"

He witnessed some poor schlub take his hard earned cash from his pocket. 5 grand was taken from him.

As he walked away, some other moronic civilian was talking about how Godmother Duplicity needs to die. He continued to hear the echoes of the idiot as he followed this assailant into a back alley. His attacker hadn't noticed Ezekiel and thats when he got the jump. He punched his attacker continuously until he was unconscious. 

Ezekiel took his money back and as he stood over the man, he noticed him carrying a gym bag. As he reached for it, a car drove by and it lit up the alley. The bag was spewing with cash. Ezekiel decided the man who jumped him needed to compliment him for wasting his time. He took his money.

Ezekiel was walking away as he heard the beaten man wake up. The beaten assailant moaned and left out a soft cry as he sat up against a dumpster. 

"Give me that money back! You don't know who you're dealing with! Show some respect!"

As Ezekiel heard this, he couldn't make sense of it. He was the one attacked, it was not the other way around. He laughed as he stopped in his place.

"I didn't even want your cash! I just wanted to see if I could do it..."

Ezekiel still could not fathom what this wannabe gangster was going on about. He knew two things. He was robbed and he made it even and then some. Ezekiel left the man to moan and cry in the back alley.