[b] Enrique-Haywood [/b] 

Enrique looked in the direction Tyler had ran off to, he tensed and looked down at his leg. He ignored the pain but recognized he was bleeding pretty well. He looked at Aoife.

"Not until I see that bastard," Enrique said angrily, "He'll have some explaining to do, or else I have no problem gutting him. And I mean actually gutting that son of a bitch."

Amanda walked over and held up a bandage, she knelt down and Enrique put his leg out a bit, she wrapped the bandages around his leg covering the wound and carefully tightening it. He grimaced and then thanked her, she nodded and went back to tending to the kid. Enrique drew his pistol and let it hang in his right hand.