((Just to say, my events happened two days before your's is right now but he meets up with you.))
"The cardinal is really going to regret when he finds that, Jack, Renae, and Francisco all have died. Jesus I need a drink."
About a day or two later it was now time when the sun dissapeared and the moon lit up the sky. He seen a bar and pulled up. He had just filled up the gas tank and figured a one night stand wouldn't be too bad. He only hoped that the blood on him woulndn't alarm people. He stopped the van and locked the doors and rolled up the tinted black windows. He was feeling safe with the pistol secure in his trench coat and walked inside. he noticed a fight and ignored it while sitting at a stool.
"Hey barkeep! How's bout a Jack & Coke?"