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Memphis looked at his watch. He was sitting in a small diner downtown, drinking a cup of coffee and occasionally checking his cell phone. He looked outside the window and then preceded to stand up, pulling out any loose change from his pocket and leaving it on the diner table. He casually walked out of the diner, his hands resting in the pockets of his suit jacket. He walked to the nearby alley where his Camaro was parked. a '69, black with red stripe thing of beauty. He had spent the last year trying to get it road worthy, having only been able to do so this past week. He opened the door to the car and slowly sat in it, looking over to the passenger seat to see the lighter his previous leader had given him. Starting the car and pulling out of the alley, he decided to visit the cemetery one last time.

Memphis stood in front of his grave, lighting one last cigarette before placing in on top of the tombstone. "If only you'd took me with you that night..." He stood there for a few minutes before turning and leaving. Memphis felt no need for revenge against the Blood gang. For it wasn't his to get. That task falls to the former leader's daughter, and Memphis decided to serve her until that task was completed. Getting back in his car, he began driving along the road.