With my business done with Junior, I felt an all to common feeling. Hunger. I'd barely eaten anything the past week, not wanting to lose the kid, I would have been able to find him again easily enough, but that wasn't the point. Either way, I was hungry and I had about twenty dollars to my name, it was enough for me to get a hot meal or two, but considering the time I wasn't sure where to go. 

I had taken refuge of sorts on a rooftop close to scene of the crime, by this point there was roughly thirty officers there. That made perfect sense, what with the Chief of Police being in the pocket of Tony Gambetti himself and all. Come to think of it, who in the local government wasn't getting money from him? Well, let's just say if I had my way, suddenly a lot of people are going to be without that summer house. But that would have to wait until another time, now I needed food. 

I pull off my sweater, which at this point doesn't do a lot for keeping me warm and use the inside to wipe my face somewhat cleaner. Once that was done, I simply threw it over the edge, I was far enough away that no one notice it, and this was Empire City, whoever did find would simply assume it belonged to a junkie, or a junkie would come along and get themselves some new clothes. I open up my backpack and find my hoodie, at least that kept me warm and even had the added benefit of keeping my face covered if I so desired it. It was black of course, wearing bright clothing in my line of work was just a recipe for disaster. 

I folded up my bow, and placed it within my pack. It was a pretty interesting design, which I totally didn't steal from some tech lab a few years back. What I knew about it didn't make any sense to me, seriously, what's Carbon fibre meant to be? I simply knew it was light, yet durable and could carry one hell of a punch if you put your weight into it properly. Not to mention it was retractable, in it's folded form I could open it with ease. As for folding it back up? Well, that wasn't the fastest of procedures in the world. 

The arrows weren't anything special either, nothing more than an off the shelf arrow. They cost about a dollar fifty each, and lets just say I go through a lot of arrows in a single week, so it wasn't cheap, but making money in this city isn't hard exactly hard either. 

Now that I once again looked like a normal human being, I made my way down the building and into the streets of Empire City, I couldn't see the police from here, which was probably because I was avoiding them. I'd just walk around until I found some diner open at this godforsaken time, with any luck they won't have a menu which robs you.