Val sat and studied Ferd as he shuffled through the endless supply of debris, this whole house seemed like it had been sitting vacant for years. Strangely it was devoid of the mess that some of those little bastards back in Chicago would leave, as one of those little bastards Val found that curious. After all what's an abandoned house without busted windows. Ferd muttered to himself as Val brushed off the dust that was disturbed by the two men. Ferd's speech sent a shiver down his spine momentarily before Val put it in the back of his mind. As his new companion disappeared into the kitchen, introducing himself while walking away, Val remembered that his mamma always hated that. 
	" I'm Val, and well likewise." Valentino started to look around, unsure of what to look for, he began to turn over unidentifiable parts of the former living room hoping to find something that wasn't roaches or louse. Perhaps he should just leave Ferd here to find something, he probably has a better idea of what to look for versus himself. The stink of rot was a little strong for Val's liking, so he walked up the stairs, hoping for the best. 
	The second floor was not in much better shape. Val entered the first room on the right, solely based on the fact that a sturdy wooden desk was flipped over he deduced it must have been a study. In the corner was a pile of books in various states of decay. He knelt down and started to open the drawers in the upturned desk. The first two drawers were empty, but upon the moment the third one was pulled out a false bottom flipped open by gravity. Inside was a bundle of letters, it could be something that Ferd might be interested in.
	 Val inhaled the last bit of tobacco left on his cigarette and rolled it between his fingers, killing the ember. He picked up a book and started flipping through it, wishing for anything else of interest. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a rather ominous man making the long walk down the street. He was definitely a big fellow, with a shiny dome too. Whoever this guy is, he looks like some kind of goon and definitely some sort of trouble. Val pulled back the slide on his Beretta and walked downstairs.
	"Hey Ferd ol' buddy we got some company coming down the street, big guy, shiny dome. Looks like he means business." He brandished his gat, "What's the move boss?"