The bar was even more seedy than the previous one, if that were possible. It looked as if you could be infected with twelve loathsome diseases just by looking at it.

"Veronica is here?" asked Penelope in amazement.

"Yeah, if I guessed right," replied the ape.

"I think I want to wear protective clothing to go in there," she murmured.

The front door slammed open and a very drunken man and a woman with obviously dyed red hair stumbled out laughing. He was slobbering on her neck and she was fondling him.

Penelope glanced, then her head jerked back. "Veronica!" she said in a commanding tone. "Veronica!"

(More to come....)