The headlights from the van began to shine brightly down the alleyway as Caleb watched the girl run inside, and he hastily waved at TJ to turn the lights off. “Happy, get him in the van. I gotta take care of our other problem.” 

Happy nodded and got to work with TJ to load the lifeless body into the back of the van as Caleb headed back into the bar, quickly stepping into the bathroom to clean off the blood that had splattered on his face before joining the rest of the patrons in the bar. His eyes narrowed as they scanned from wall to wall until he spotted her heading for the front door. [i]"Where is she?"[/i] He was about to accept the fact that he'd soon have an APB out for him when he finally spotted the attractive girl heading towards the entrance of the bar. 

“Excuse me, excuse me,” he repeated as he quickly began walking after her. Once on the street outside, he looked in both directions and spotted her walking down the street, and he began to jog after her until he was at her side. His tattooed fingers gripped her arm firmly, but he spoke quietly as he walked with her. “Don’t try to scream or run away. I need you to come with me.” 

He looked in all directions until pulling her down the side street, and when they had finally reached the van, he pushed her into the back and climbed in next to her as the van took off. 

Knowing that the man who caused Jimmy’s death was a small victory, the new problem that he was faced with was ruining the mood he could have been in. Their mob had always agreed to never kill women unless they were a member of a rival gang, but she had seen far too much to let her walk off. He truly didn’t arrive at the bar with the intention of homicide, but now it was too late to go back; he had to finish what he started. 

After working a sheet around the body with the help of Happy, he turned on his knees to face the girl in front of him. “Why didn’t you go back inside, huh?” He sighed as he signaled for her to put his arms up, before he checked her hoodie pocket and found her phone, tossing it up to Happy who had settled down in the passenger seat. 

“You can either get your wallet for me, or I’m gonna dig for it. Your choice," he instructed as he lit a cigarette. 

"You know I hate when you smoke in the van, Blue," said TJ from the driver's seat. 

This only got a chuckle from Caleb. "Well?" he looked back to the girl.