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It had been an awkward 2 months since the events that had transpired between him and Jocelyn in the ally that night.  For the most part, she had stayed out of his business and let him go about his business, at least she wasn't direct about it anymore.  She had decided to stay around and always tried to get him to talk about it still thinking that there was something wrong with him.  He could appreciate the gesture of trying to fix what she thought was broken but at the same time, it wasn't her place to assume he had changed.  

Maybe he did change.  Maybe he couldn't take it anymore and he just snapped and just needed someone to help him put himself back together.  That's what Jocelyn wanted to hear anyway.  But the truth was he had not changed like she thought he had.  He did snap but he didn't break.  No, he had woken up.  He was shown how stupid it was to try and act like he was any different now then what he used to be.  He saw who he really was and realized that this was who he was meant to be all along.  He had only started to change when he started talking to her.  He had grown soft in those years.  But no more.  He was back to how he should have always been.  

The helmet he wore while “on the job” had returned to instilling fear in people.  It kept people in line like it always should have done.  People were going to better off with his actions running things.  Unfortunately, not everyone had seen it the same way.  People had begun to forget the about how important professionality was when it came to doing business with the Kings.  Apparently, some people thought it was a good idea to start letting out information that pertained to him, the Kings, and everyone's ties to Ireland.  Of course, this couldn't stand and examples had to be set.  But luckily the problem children with a loose lip had a visit from a “ghost” that was all too real and found dead the next day with a cross painted in blood on their foreheads.