Snippet #1505162

Patrick had sat at the bar for about 15 minutes. More then enough time to finish his drink. He got up slowly and walked over to the wanted poster and carefully tore it down. He laughed at it again and folded it gently placing it inside his coat pocket. It was getting colder now. More than it already was. Patrick pulled up his coat and took a box of cigarettes and a lighter out from underneath the coat. He placed a cigarette up to his lips and lit it with the lighter. The end of the cigarette began to glow and he withdrew the lighter and put it, along with the box, back into a pocket underneath his coat.

He walked out of the underground clasping the holster of his gun once more. He felt like he was at home in the seedier parts of the city but he was very cautious nonetheless. He walked back towards the house where he saw the two vices walk in earlier. It took him another thirty minutes to find it. His memory wasn't that good when it came to locations but he found it eventually. He waited outside for a few minutes he wanted to make sure no one had followed him and no one was watching him. He looked on the rooftops and down the alley he had just come from. There was no one there. He walked slowly up to the door and knocked. He paused for a few seconds and then said "I know theres someone in there, come on now open the door up im freezing" his Irish accent stuck out a mile in Moscow.