(Part-2 of last post)<br/><br/>Quickly checking the time, Jeff jogged over to the street and called a cab.<br/>~Short drive later~<br/><br/>Jeff paid the taxi driver and entered the arpartment building, making his way to the second floor, he found his room and opened the door. Changing out of his current clothes, he set aside his slacks, vest and tie and jumped into the shower. After timming his beard, he returned to getting ready. His clothes and nicer trench coat were ironed and folded with his single action army set beside them. A white collar shirt with a pale silk tie and black vest. The holster rested just above his hip with two Q-loaders resting in their slots. The revolver itself was unloaded, but it was still with him for a "Just in case shit goes down" Next he threw on the cream colored coat, examining his hair and beard in the mirror and made his way out.