Chapter 3Out on My Own AgainWednesday – 11:30 PM:Karl Kolchak was never the type of reporter to sit idly by while the justice system slowly ground its gears. He’d jumped those wheels before, back in L.A. with his unpublished story, and he was certain that the mess on Dante Avenue carried the same unmistakable stench of something buried and unspoken. So tonight, he was doing a little midnight walt ...