Henry took the initiative on this, coming forward to the criminal who they had restrained on the seat of a grand piano. "Would you know where the armory or safe site is?" Henry questioned as if he were asking any old man on the street. The criminal's face broke out into a crooked grin at his seemingly naive way of asking this. "You ain't gonna last a day on these streets Ken, or your brothers," he sneered, "this city is filled with people who don't give a shit about life. All that matters here is the body count and you boys are lagging behind holding me here. There's a good 1,000 of us out there."
"Well we all have to start somewhere, so unless you want to be the first body on my tally how about you tell me what you know?"
"Eat shit!"
The criminal seemed to be banking on Henry and his brother's seemingly benign nature. Unexpectedly though Henry picked the man up by his shirt and moved him feet dragging over the ground to the side of the grand piano. He forcefully laid the man's head inside, releasing the prop that held the lid of the piano open and threateningly held it over the criminal whose face also hovered inches from the sharp piano cords. "Tell. Me. What. You. Know." He eased the top of the piano closer to the man's head with every syllable. "You don't have the balls kid!" The man grunted. Henry brought the lid back ready to forcefully bring it back down to squish his head. The criminal faltered, "I can tell you where the safe site is!!!"
Henry stopped the heavy lid from closing only centimeters from his head and pulled the criminal out from the piano. The man was paler than a ghost, as were the faces of his two younger brothers. Felix kept his manly composure but gazed at Henry with a questioning look. It wasn't so much the shock of seeing someone come so close to death as it was seeing Henry turn to something so threatening at the turn of a dime. "So tell us.." Henry prompted the criminal, ignoring the petrified faces of his family. Henry himself felt a cold sweat breakout on his forehead as the adrenaline left him.
After divulging the directions to the Safe Site Henry released the criminal and they were on their way. Dallas kept the guitar he had found as a bludgeoning object and they took a few extra instrument cords as make shift weapons like the criminal had. They walked back up the way they came. The criminal had said it was only two blocks and left. "We shoulda killed 'im." Dallas commented, scuffing the bottom of his shoe with a swipe at the ground."we look like a bunch of pansies now. I'm sure the other Heroes are way ahead of us."