
Slainte! Bons temps roule! It is Saint Patrick’s Day in Louisiana.
From within the Irish Channel of New Orleans, Vic finds the Gulf Coastal demons he is battling are the Florida devils he knows.

Michelle has the long-skirted swagger of a spinster schoolmarm, the kind of woman whose corset you could really sink your teeth into. She appeals to Gutter’s sense of chivalry with her distressed damsel antics, but Gutter admits he shat out his manners long-ago, about the same time he stopped giving a damn about Cleveland dames. Michelle pleads for Gutter’s help. Her sister is missing.