Kat was really beginning to feel more and more irritated as time had passed. She and Tony had talked for awhile about what was going on, what he knew about Thomas, and things still didn’t come together as she hoped. There was still something missing, and she couldn’t place her finger on what. However, in spite of her wariness she had found what Tony had to say very interesting. The only problem was that she wished Eric was here. If she had someone backing her, even though she liked to think that she was pretty keen at smelling bullshit, she would be able to figure out for sure if she could trust Tony. The man was a hard read for her, as much as she hated to admit it. He always has been and probably always will be. It really was frustrating as hell, and it took everything she had to muster a bit of patience.<br/><br/>“I’m not waiting for him any longer.” She told Tony, who nodded in understanding. “We’re running out of time.”<br/><br/>“The show must go on, right?” He responded with a chuckle, but she was not in the mood.<br/><br/>She knew she shouldn’t have let Eric slip off like that, she just knew it. By this point she didn’t need to be told twice where Eric might be. All she could do was shake her head, feeling pretty let down to be honest. Maybe she was wrong about finally having a partner she could count on. Some part of her had seen this coming a mile away. Hell, she had seen it the other day. So she was just going to about Eric and focus on getting things done, if he had other priorities. She just hoped that he knew what he was doing. The road he was going down was one she knew too well, and it was a dangerous one. Hopefully he’d come to his senses before he got himself into trouble.<br/><br/>Then again, she was sure that was unlikely.<br/><br/>----------------------------------------<br/><br/>The square was actually a smaller place than everyone made it out to be. Located at an intersection that, as anyone might have expect, had four points and resembled a square, it was a lot more open compared to most areas around the city. It wasn’t a far walk, as it was located in the center of everything, so it made it even more convenient. For years, this has been the ideal place where gangs would gather and duke it out so to speak. It was also the place for executions as Ryan’s gang was about to demonstrate, to send the message to every gang in the city not to mess with them. Anytime there was a gathering, all gangs would observe at some point or another, but most of the time it was pretty empty. It was as if the residents knew exactly what was going to happen and why it was happening.<br/><br/>Ryan felt alive whenever he came here. He was pumped full of adrenaline, a smile on his face while he and his men dragged their prisoners to be executed. Things were about to get very bloody, not counting the trail of blood that had been left, very quickly. The prisoners were lined up in the center of the square. Unable to go anywhere because of their broken legs, they glared at the people who were about to execute them. The looks only made Ryan feel even more riled up. Even better? A small crowd had already gathered; he could see some familiar faces. It reminded him of that time Eric and his old pal Jack had gotten into that fight the other day, and when he had faced some of his own rivals. It was feeling that never got old. He doubted that it ever would, it was just too damned good.<br/><br/>No words were spoken here. Anyone who made a speech before killing someone was not taken seriously. This was why Ryan got right down to business, moving in front of the prisoners with his gun pointed at the head of the first one in the line, instead of saying anything.  But unfortunately, he was not going to get the satisfaction of killing them and claiming his new territory.<br/><br/>There was a noise in the distance that caused him to take his attention off what he was doing. “Oh, come on…” He hissed, looking towards where Eric was, then to his gang. “Unfortunately, it looks like we’re packing up early, boys. Just leave them there to bleed out.” He should have expected this to happen, damn it. It had been far too quiet. There was too large a crowd gathered as well, and when a crowd gathered it also drew the attention of… undesirables. Like the cops for example. They all knew the signs that they were coming. From the looks on his men’s faces, it would appear they were coming pretty quickly. As much as it crushed his pride to leave, he valued his freedom and would rather not be thrown in a cell. Out of all the days… this pissed him off to no end. He couldn’t even begin to describe how much this irritated him.